A man, waiting for his punishment Separated from others Fearing, waiting and spitting The dept must be paid Social system and duty One by one he counts the days When this fucking nightmare will end All is done, no exit from this shit The dept must be pain, social system And fucking duty Hope is being dead and rotting Dead as the rat under his bed Screaming help inside and dying Everything is lost and rotting shit Only friend is right hand Today and tomorrow again One by one he counts the days When this fucking nightmare will end The debt must be paid, fucking duty When the day has come And gas is waiting Last supper was served Our hero is dead