I hate this world I hate myself I hate everyone There is no way to escape only death Death is a gift A gift of freedom freedom from this hell called life The reaper is my savior saving me from the pain and hurt of the world We are slaves Slaves to society We accept and do whatever it commands We are mere puppets at the mercy of a deranged puppet master Strings bind us and bend our will Making us zombies mindless to the pain In our blindness we don t realize death is our only escape We spend our whole lives trying to cheat death but finding we are only cheating ourselves We cling to life like the last strand of rope supporting us We cannot see what death will bring We see only life which has deceived us to think it is better than death Men try to steal time when there is none left The hourglass is emptied their time is up it s over Entrophy