Life is nothing but a big game to god.
We are all pawns in his sick game.
We play this game for his pure amusment.
He finds nothing better then to watch our pain.
To watch us suffer.
To watch us cry.
To watch us die.
Death would be better,
Then liveing a life full of lies,
A life full of pain,
A life full of nothing but sorrow.
It owuld be more pain to live life,
Then to slowly die and taste the sweet kiss of death,
And lose gods game.
We are all pawns in his sick game.
We play this game for his pure amusment.
He finds nothing better then to watch our pain.
To watch us suffer.
To watch us cry.
To watch us die.
Death would be better,
Then liveing a life full of lies,
A life full of pain,
A life full of nothing but sorrow.
It owuld be more pain to live life,
Then to slowly die and taste the sweet kiss of death,
And lose gods game.