Suicide

When I sitting on my floor behind enemy close the door.I'm not a manowar, but inside me still is a war.I'm looking on my face and don't see my eyes,My life is race and full of fucking lies.Fear! I have weighty reason, keep so far away,Life is a fucking prison!I have been sleeping a many years it seems,Fallen angels at my feet, I'm too lost!Some face it haunt's my once dreams,I'lay dying, I'm ghost!Fear! I have weighty reason...Follow like a many mans before,Follow death and I'm looking for...Fear! I have weighty reason...