I lay in darkness
I anguish I dwell
my soul is in torment
I'm living in hell
My mind is afflicted
with agonizing pain
scourging my soul
can I be sane?
Must do I so?
Must I do what they say
their orders their commandments
I have to obey
The future for me
the future I see
is clouded
by obscurity
"The kitchen, the kitchen"
system haunts me
I must burn
and then I'll be free
But how can I burn
without severe imjuries
to be consumed in flames
is that my destiny?
Now I am coming
there is no return
not in the gas flame
but in pure fire I'll burn
Oh no, never comes sister
to prevent me
from my holy task
I am saved, I am free
Yeah... baby... alright... come on...
