Knife After Death Video (MV)

Did I request thee, maker
From my clay to mold me man?
Did I solicit thee from darkness
To... promote me?

I, the miserable and the abandoned
Am an abortion to be spurned at
And kicked and trampled on
Have I not suffered enough to prevent you
From adding more?

I was benevolent and good. Misery made me a fiend

I am your creature
I ought to be Adam
But rather the fallen (angel)
Innocent but forsaken
Knife after death
Breath after life

I was wretched, helpless, abhorred and alone.
I was benevolent and good
Misery made me a fiend

There was none among the myriads of men who exist
Who would pity or assist me
And should I feel kindness towards my enemies?

No: from that moment I declared
Everlasting war against the species
And, more than all, against him
Who had formed me, and sent me forth this
Insupportable misery and ran away in fear, fear of his discovery

I am the creature the monster is he
I am the creature the monster is he
I am the creature the monster is he
I am the creature the monster is me