Текст песни Schizophrenia (Mental Suicide)

I think of death as if it`s near Plan my future as if it`s doesn`t exist I`d like to die without having lived Disappear without regret nor joy Death is perhaps a delivery Nobody`s never managed to prove it I`d like to have no future Kill without remorse even friends Be an animal without faith nor law Mad, I begin to be mad I feel my nerves that are cracking I want to weep and to laugh An interior force pushes me to suicide An other one pushes me to folly I think of death as if it`s near Project my future as if it doesn`t exist...