... Me Crying — Hellsaw

The pain drops black - out of my heart Depressions embrace my dark sick soul Voices called from the field beneath A never ending story of old told pain

The thoughts - my dreams - their wishes The spell - my might - their rise You are the spirit in my veins

The end of my daydream

I hate you I hate you - fuckers

My cries for fate are too still Silence is the end of all days

I hate you I hate you - bastard

The pain drops black - out of my heart Depressions embrace my dark sick soul Voices called from the field beneath A never ending story of old told pain The thoughts - my dreams - their wishes The spell - my might - their rise

I hate you - all