Twisted mind, Molesting your own seed. Bastard father you make me puke! Your own flesh and blood You're killing your own breed To satisfy your macabre needs. She's afraid to face The outside world. A well-known hell before an unknown paradise. She's trying to kill her memories, But she ain't got no weapon! Yeah! She lives. Awaiting the end. Livin' hell. She's doomed to descend! [Chorus:] LIVIN' HELL! LIVING WITH THE SPIRITS OF DEATH LIVING HELL, LIVING DEAD, (LIVING DEAD!) The way she's living, The way it is. She doesn't know any other life. "Don't tell anyone, Be daddy's little girl" Scared to silence Scared to talk, no one listens, no one hears. They won't believe their livin' lies... She only knows one way to end it: To stop to function, to make it end Living Hell Chorus [Music by Swan�?/Axelsson] [Lyrics by Axelsson] [Arranged by Swan�? /Axelsson/Larsson] [Keyboards by Dan]