It feels like jesus on the cross.

It's so religious in it's loss:

A graven image in the mud,

like when I shed my precious blood.



I am a loser,

I am satan,

I am jesus christ,

I'm me.

There are no winnners in this fucked reality. (2x)



Atrophic interludes weave through my life far too often

for me to fight the biggest enemies.

I have no feelings, like love or pain, it makes me go insane

when I see what's happening to me... I say:



I am a loser,

I am satan,

I am jesus christ,

I'm me.

There are no winnners in this fucked reality. (2x)



There are no idols, no heroes in a world of death.

It's all a joke and so are you,

and so am I... think? just look and see...

It's a fucked reality. (4x)