Darkness all around
Not able to foresee
The torture and bleak future
That awaits me
No one to care for you
No one wanting you
Like trash
We all get disposed of
If not now then later
The path I'm on has no end
Countless beatings
Countless catastrophe
So much blood, make it stop
So much blood, make it stop
Even after all the wars I've fought
I am unable to wash my hand
For this stain,will always remain
In my life
Which is full of strife
Which is full of strife
In my life,Which is full of strife
Now and forever
Now and forever
Now and forever