| Letter From The Future Lyrics: S. Manteuffel Crippled with age I’m lying on my deathbed Waiting for Hel’s cold embrace Taking my chance to send you one last message: I truly hate you You who has cursed me to my impending joyless ride to oblivion You who has betrayed one thousand dreams, going down the drain You who has turned many beautiful dreams into ghastly nightmares How pitiful, all the wasted opportunities How disgraceful, all those tears in vain After all those years I still wonder what kind of shit gave you life All the suffering, all the fear and pain has not been necessary, it seems When I look at the bitter end What a shameful waste of resources and energy There have been many chances to avoid my misery Cowardly and inertly you have let them all pass by Even now When you read this It is already too late to make me undone I hate you! Why should I spare you from the ugly truth When all the lies won’t make you happy anyway Why should I have compassion for you When – as it has been said – god himself has had no compassion for his creation |