Look behind the mask, see the baby's eye,
The one who's all alone, the one left victimised,
Gaze upon the child, head hung to his chest,
He has no self esteem; far worse than the rest.

Trapped inside himself, locked behind the walls,
No relief in sight; wants to end it all,
Drowning with land in sight,
No way to ease the pain, no end to suffering,
A life of hell to gain.

Look behind the mask, see the liar's eyes,
The one who's all alone, the one left victimised,
Gaze upon the child, head hung to his chest,
He has no self esteem; far worse than the rest.

It's you,
It's me,
Destined disease.

An empty, hollow past; future full of doubt,
A burning question still - which one to cancel out'
A body in the box, flowers on the grave,
No one can hear the cries; final choice is made.

It's you,
It's me,
Destined disease,
It's you,
It's me,
Destined disease.

Disease.

Disease.