Curse Of Existence

I spit at the face of the one that imprisoned
My soul in a cellar of personal self
And put me in stance of constant collision
With despair and absurd from irrational realm

Exceeding the borders of faith and despair
Not leaving a slightest place for a tear
A fusion of emptiness and desperate hate
Corroding the mind and leaving no faith

In frenzy of savage and miserable kin
I flee through the fields, from the terror within
But wherever I'd run, to my grief and despair
I am who I am, I am what I fear

And after I'm through with this life
Shall I be free or again have to suffer
Somebody help me to drive
My soul to a place I can rest for ever!

A curse of imprisonment a curse of existence
I'm born with a sign, I'm never to defeat this
Addicted to joy, addictec to pleasure
I'm in constant need for some miserable leisure

Exceeding the borders of faith and despair
Not leaving a slightest place for a tear
A fusion of emptiness and desperate hate
Corroding the mind and leaving no faith

In frenzy of savage and miserable kin
I flee through the fields, from the terror within
But wherever I'd run, to my grief and despair
I am who I am, I am what I fear