Luyện nghe bài hát Depression - Part II

I think about and feel pure hate about being trapped here on this earth
all deceased souls who've passed on from this ruined plane
My dormant are filled with fear, my waking hours I will not face
All to life has expired
I want to fucking die!

The of life reviving is nothing but pure illusion
This to end my life keeps on echoing through my mind

Wishing that I had the strength to extinguish the of mankind
I know that this goal of mine never ever be attained
I hate this fucking human race for they have all done to me
Driven to this destructive
by insanity!

The thought of reviving is simply just pure illusion
This impulse to end my keeps on echoing through my mind

My for help have gone in vain
No need to endure this strain
My screams of seem devoid of sound
Comfort in death I now found

pondering... "Why do I continue on with this life?"
Silently wondering... "When I die, will anyone notice my demise?"