The years that passed by left marks and deep scars
Childhood fears and traumas that no psychiatrist was able to remove
Scars, gangrene, that never heal
A fucking smiling booted of my face

A Childhood destroyed by drugs and prostitution
A home in disunity, the cold that reached
The spine of the girl over in the street
Pleasure exchanged for cash
Cash exchanged for more drugs
Drugs disfigured this tortured mind

An uncertain future, sorrow and pain
Treading the labyrinth of darkness
She was guided by her own hands
But induced by the darkness of solitude

Tears of blood pouring from her face
Once so naïve, abused by life
Raped by the time, tortured by fate
Killed by depression

Then what to expect from a mad bastards
So much profanity, without self esteem
Succumbing in no solution