Misanthropic Suicide

I could not take it anymore

All this waste in front of my eyes

Disgusted by human civilization

I take a departure in hatred

I walk solitary through the snow

Comprised from self-destructing mania

To heal me

Of the sickness of humanity

My hands were bloody

Because I tortured the enemies

Pushing me to death

And so I wander... searching

With a rope in my hand

Unbearable pain of living

Through the darkness of the forest

The waiting for winter is over

Eternal longing for this cold night

Bewildered by the silence of nature

And the morbid shimmer of the moon

I searched for an ancient tree

That, since hundreds of years

Carried with it all the living garbage

This was my place to die

My hands were bloody

Because I tortured the enemies

Pushing me to death

And so I wander... searching

With a rope in my hand

Unbearable pain of living

Through the darkness of the forest