No way out

but i hear only cries. i'm facing death
and looking it in the eyes. if surgery is
like torture then i'd rather die this slow
death. when will it end the smell of blood.
where's my helping hand. there's no more
fear. time's passing by and
i don't know why i'm here.
i'm just another number in a rat-race.
they know my number but they don't
know my face. DISEASES and INFEC-
TIONS where the hell is this leading to?
those who are lucky will be killed by a gun.
survival. NO cause there's no way out.
don't try to escape this place, 'cause you
know as well as i do that there is no way out.
no way out!