Woorden: Broken Bones. Without Conscience. Descend.

As you descend into this living hell
Hear the door slam behind you
You're going down, you can't fight back
You're over the edge and into the black
Thought you had all the answers
One more hit to make things
Hallucigenic nightmare state
You're crawling for corners in the strobe light effect
Head Fucked Paranoid
One way ticket down a one way street
The walls cave in, you're starting to scream
It moves close every day
The abyss waits for you, the bottomless pit
Resolve the problem, feel the pain
Sweat on your brow
Gun against your head
Flexing your finger
Russian roulette
Take a bullet for your pain