impaled nazarene – we are satan’s generation lyrics

i remember the time
when all golden turned to sh-t
and i started to doubt about existence
and i remember the blood when razor hit my wrist
i remember the time
when all golden turned to sh-t
and i started to question your existence
and i remember your screams as i took out my blade
to test my theory about your f-cking existence
and to proof that most of you are better off dead
indeed!