Stay away from that $#&@ing %#@!
Belief! is my sworn enemy
Blood we shed, Blood we swallow

Blood is the answer
To all your prayers
To all your fears

So sick, razors are painting the skin
So over$#&@ed is my brain
Bleached truth would be revealed

As the nature of living!
Within my skeptic scene
Of all (the) pleasures in one hand

The one hand will wash the pain
I will retrieve my pain
With all ascending snowhite in my scale...

(Go and get your weapon.
Be deprived... of all that you have inside)