> You speak to me
> in a shallow tone.
> Your grievences
> of which you moan.
>
> How everyday
> when you wake up
> it's a brighter day
> so you drink from your cup
>
> You're alive
> you didn't die
> and you cheerfully
> go on by.
>
> Well Fuck your inane
> and happy tidings
> Everyday I suffer
> your tithings
>
> Cause everyday
> I start wide eyed
> Is another night
> I wish I had died.
>
> (chorous)
> Sleep
> Blessed sleep
> Passing away in
> a comatose dream.
> Hate
> Everyday
> Just let me dream
> let it all slip away
(end chorous)
>
> You preach to me
> of reasons to live
> When you yourself
> have nothing to give
>
> I'm tired of
> you persistance
> about your love
> of all existance
>
> You needn't spout
> more cleches
> I have a reason
> to live my days
>
> to kill you
and all your likes
break you free
of all your lies

bleed you dry
of your pious beliefs
and watch you die
in your sleep

(chorous.