Suicide Machine - Hemotoxin

Controlling their lives

Deciding when and how they will die

A victim of someone else’s choice

The ones who suffer have no voice

Manipulating destiny

When it comes to living, no one seems to care

But when it comes to wanting out

Those with power, will be there

Prolong the pain

How long will it last?

Suicide machine

A request to die with dignity

Is that too much to ask?

Suicide machine

How easy it is to deny the pain

Of someone else’s suffering

Robbed of natural abilities

In death they now seek tranquility

In a confused state of mind

Extending agony, they must be blind

Manipulating destiny

When it comes to living, no one seems to care

But when it comes to wanting out

Those with power, will be there

Prolong the pain

How long will it last?

Suicide machine

A request to die with dignity

Is that too much to ask?

Suicide machine