Agony born from wretched decaying of my
Torn and mangled skin
How can I feel better
When I feel nothing at all

Each of us shall know peaceful rest
By any means necessary
We will bring about an end to pain
Through crushing of feeble bones

A frail body to give relief
To my rotten flesh
My eyes blinded by sorrow
My ears deafened by lies

Bestow your pity onto me
No more suffering
Washed away with the blood I've spilled

Reborn in the fires of my discontent
Prolonging this miserable existence
With long slow draws of a dull shard of glass
Nothing to look forward to except my disappointment

Nothing is promised to us
But heartlessness and unrest
Nothing is promised except disappointment

Complete and utter despair circles back to acceptance

I know this is all my fault
I know this is all my fault
Complete and utter despair circles back to acceptance
I know this is all my fault
I know this is all my fault

Prolonging my miserable existence
With long slow draws of a dull shard of glass
Prolonging my miserable existence
With long slow draws of a dull shard of glass