Never again   On your forcefed illusions to choke   You feed off my pain   Feed off my life      There won't be another dawn    We will reap as we have sown      Always the same   My tired eyes have seen enough   Of all of your lies   My hate is blind      There won't be another dawn   We will read as we have sewn      Slaughter of the soul   Suicidal final art   Children - born of sin   Tear your soul apart      Always the same   My tired eyes have seen enough   Of all of your lies   My hate is blind      There won't be another dawn   We will read as we have sewn      Slaughter of the soul   Suicidal final art   Children - born of sin   Tear your soul apart      "Men must attempt to develop   in themselves and their children   liberation from the sense of self   ...men must be free from   boundries, patterns and    consistences in order to be free   to think, feel and create in new ways"      - Luke Rhinehart, "The Diceman"   1971