Theoretical conviction-Theory In Practice

The instinctive hope faded, all causes lost Repeated fatalities erased all sense of will Nothing pleased me, I longed for loneliness Alone with my visionary dreams of darkness Surrounded by failure, my mind bleeds with bitterness I'm let down by life, how can I go on All my thoughts gathered, I concentrate on dying Impure speculations rise within to dominate These thoughts are suicidal breeding on deep depression I'm ruled by this wicked urge to perish, end this living lie Convinced I want to die, I put my theory in practice Convinced, I put my theory in practice Crossing the border between present and non-existent Plunging into an eerie abstract dimension Though I'm carnally gone, depression remains Let down by life and deceived by death I can't free my soul from the failures Out of reach from myself, cannot touch, no longer feel Arguments for the cosmic creation Pathetic, end this living lie Convinced I want to die, I put my theory in practice Convinced, I put my theory in practice