Текст: Kamchatka. Volume III. Outnumbered.

Here they come,
the voices.
No use
to pretend
I can't hear
telling me
I Don't
deserve this.

They rape my thoughts
and rob me of my self-esteem
until they alone rule
over whatever is left
of me.

If I were
to end myself,
will they
linger
with me in
the after-life?
Is it a risk
worth taking?

They rape my thoughts
and rob me of my self-esteem
until they alone rule
over whatever is left
of me


(Thanks to Hangman's Guild for these lyrics)