Mark the trails, spit in my name The sun light seens enraged Fill my lungs, it makes me cough I haven't slept since that day God I wish I didn't care The other me is dead The effect of cancer in my prays My bottle of anguish A martyr I've loved to hate The anguish and me I am the enemy of myself Pretend to have a plan at last Nobody even cares about I felt I'm just an enemy, an enemy Cut my... Veins Leave my... Pain Kill my... Memorie This is... my end