A hard life has twisteda fascination in my mindit's hard to understandbut the only one I could findto release me of stressof yverybody lifeto rip at my fleshwith razor sharp knivesto penetrate my skinwith razors and hooksthe freedom I feel is often mistookfor self mutilations, is all that they seebut they no have an idea what's inside of meI do not feelas though I belong in this worldI belong in the world of dreamsand of deathLeave the fleshrip it away from your bones, skinned aliveleave the fleshself mutilations is so divine