I want to be made to suffer
I want to be murdered by fate
I want to be beaten until I'm dead
I want to be buried and be forgotten
God rest my soul
I want to feel that I'm hated
I want to feel their bitter blind rage
I want to be despised, killed, spat on
And I want my body burned, and my crimes as well
God rest my soul
God rest my soul
I want to be murdered by fate
I want to be beaten until I'm dead
I want to be buried and be forgotten
God rest my soul
I want to feel that I'm hated
I want to feel their bitter blind rage
I want to be despised, killed, spat on
And I want my body burned, and my crimes as well
God rest my soul
God rest my soul