Getting [bad word] again next to the black river
Breaking free from thoughts that were making me shiver
Lately I find it difficult to tell reality from dreams
And I wanna cut someone and throw him into the streams
I could rip my hair off my head in anger
 [bad word] my skull with a [bad word] hammer
And I could break my fingers all the way back
Or just jump on someones face and hear it crack
I feel like gnawing my skin `til I can see the bone
And how the [bad word] could I not feel alone?
When I at night am laying sleepless in bed

Thinking of all my friends who are either dead
Or locked up in a [bad word] prison cell
Those nights I just know I´m in [bad word] 
My mind is set [bad word] a terrible crime
I just wish I could sleep all the [bad word] time
As I tend to [bad word] my life up when I´m awake
And it feels like I´m on the edge to break
I should probably beat someone until his heart stops
And after that - I should fill my pockets with rocks
Before diving down into the river deep
But instead I just lay down on the ground and sleep