Self terrorism manual


When you're dark, you're on your own
It's better not... to be alone

Lift it up, how it shines,
move along...paralyzed

Plastic burns, no cash returns,
breathe it in...now it's your turn

walking deads, with no regrets
the matter is...that I was bitten first

(You've had) x2 enough
throw out your life and work
no-one cares about us
no-one, not even I