Poor creature who destroys himself His life a great agony Not even control himself anymore His mind is more and more weak His vice won't decrease The pleasure of illusion rules you It's too late to leave this shit You can't get rid of your weakness Chemical goes into your body Blood leads it to your brain Your souls calm down for a while Till you fall into your next depression toxicomaniac Unhappy to death The jackals laugh at you Making you sink , deeper and deeper While you go blind Drugs blow you out inside Your time is short Till you have an overdose Which will push you down into hell Bloodshoted eyes hallucinations The action of drug action faces you Paranoia anxiety For an essential thing to your living Antibodies are replaced To fight against the soaking drug Your pleasure has a price The necessity of your body Till you die