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