Lyrics 11-88 - Digothal , Misanthropy Club

25th November, the tragedy begun
Little school girl just tried to live her daily life
Now held hostage and beyond
Can't make any decision which is my own right
Can't take the reality and force what they think are right
Now my life is theirs to break

RAPED hundred times till I lose count
BURIED at 8 o'clock, night of dawn
UNDERGROUND, much better from what I've endure, what I've taken-
And what I had since November 88

AM I deserve to have this earth on hell?
I Deserve to have this such of pain?
TOO SINFUL? Too sinful to have this hell, to feel the pain
To be the proof of the death of humanity?
Behold!
Happi looks good on you
No more pain, suffering ends
Hark!
Can you hear the sound of the drum?
Suffering ends