Oscilliation point

I've always known It is too late The signs burn deep in my soul End of the waiting comes; I'm taking my life I've always known it is too late I gladly reap what I sow So now I bid you all farewell Blade in hand I do hesitate, Terror can be read in my face I keep forgetting that there is nothing to fear Caged inside I cannot seem to end the battles Breaking down, I worship the insane I've always known it is too late The signs burn deep in my soul End of the waiting comes I'm taking my life I loathe all the things I see What you feel doesn't matter to me All these words and still there is nothing to hear Caged inside I cannot seem to end the battles Breaking down, I worship the insane [Solo: P. Nilsson] Churning, burning With frustration Churning I am Turning, drowned in sickness Twisting disease Swirling fever And frustration Vile infection Churning within Burning conflicts Enter death Caged inside I cannot seem to end the battles Breaking down, I worship the insane Caged inside This world knows its torture tactics Born to pain but never again, no