Driven by sadistic intent and insidious selfishness. You operate in realms of inhumane resentment and pull me down with you into the abysmal depths of despair, fear and death, of all the things that you hate. The freezing winds pervade the fog that's stuck in trance, clouding every little sensation transmitted by the external world. Here I stand alone again, a young man already drugged up, dependent on the legal suppliers, forced to spend his life in apathy. I used to find comfort in emptiness, now I can't seem to get rid of it, for I am devoid of love, devoid of the ability to laugh.