How is it that?   I can be full of such   Love and hate   It's you that I love so much   And you who makes me   Hate this life so much   How can that be?      Insomnia and depression   Have their own ways of killing   They melt your insides   And fry your brain   I have my own way of fun   I sum up the thoughts in my head   And carve the letters   Into my skin   I have no compassion   I have no more value   For your life or mine      I am so dark and cold   I want to taste your blood   I want to make you hurt   Being like this   Makes me forget who I am   Not that I ever knew   Who I was inside   I have no intention   Of making the best of things   Cause I'm just a   Living sacrifice