Deicide - This Is Hell We~re In

racing With Death, Life In A Mess
Time Growing Shorter With Every Regret
Efforts Subceeding, I`m Losing Restrain
Insincere Promise I`ve Broken Again
Nothing Can Touch Me For Once I Am Dead
Exclude The Body, The Spirit Is Left
I Have No Problem In Coping With Life
It Is This World That Condemns Me To Die
This Is Hell We`re In
Enduring In Pain
In This Hell We`re In
I Will Not Remain
This Is Hell We`re In
Forbidden To Want
From This Hell We`re In
I Wish To Move On
Wrapped In Self Doubt Enmeshed In The Brain
Darkest Depression Succumbing Again
Waiting The Hour, The String Snaps Inside
Length Of A Second To Take My Own Life
So It Is Promised I Do Not Believe
Anything Better Than What I Have Seen
Out Of This Body, I Wait For This Day
In This Hell We`re In, Entangled In Pain
Balance Upset Into Leaning On Death
Simplified Option To Life`s Little Test
Constantly Guarding Against Its Attack
Why Were We Put Here To Feel Its Effect
Violent Pressure Has Tired My Tries
It Is My Wish That It`s Soon That I Die
Hanging By Threads To The Realms Of The Sane
It Is This World That Has Made Me This Way