Bài hát Black Label Báo Lỗi

The human condition is inherit claustrophobia.

Compression of my own space made complete.

I would rip out my own entrails by hand just to be alone.

Insanity rolls total through this sphere.

Ostracized for clarity of vision.

A dream unrealized by solitude that i should descend into autonomy and know the pain of fellowship no more.

I feel nothing but lack of space.

Paradox of socialization results in duress.

Rife with hostility,

What has caused me so much hate?

Humanity

Exterminate with extreme prejudice.