Again, again my heart is troubled.
Is it worth it?
…My humanity flowing out,
little less human,
little less alive…

Was it worth it?
…Deep into depression,
broken heart screams for help.

Was it really worth it?
..Feeling dead,
feeling nothing…
My humanity slips away,
little less human,
little less alive…

No depression, no happiness.
No anger, no love.
no feelings at all…
Only hate..

I hate these humans,
I hate this world.

-Höfundur: Þór Þorbergsson