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Don't ask, why darkness never ends |
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I believe some things were never meant to be |
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I am Death's devoted instrument |
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Abysmal dirges guide my way to the graveyard ground |
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Disharmonic choirs from out of the morgue scream |
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I am Death's devoted instrument |
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Alcohol within my veins, mesmerized my senses |
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Addicted to the other side |
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I feel the subconscious need |
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To leave this human entity |
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My soul was sentenced far too long, |
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To perish in a lifeless shell, |
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To search for answers in this living hell |
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It doesn't take a lifetime to feel alone |
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It just takes a look at you... yet it's too late... ... |
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It's time to end it here... |
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Suicide, the only solution |
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My senses drift away |
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Through a bleak vortex of supplanted memories |
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Fragments of "life" passing by |
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Through sorrow, tears and silent cries |
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Death, is it you my faithful friend? (Could it be, that I've already seen the end?) |
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We are just fading moments |
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Of a specious fate |
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May I be one with decadence |
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I've pulled the trigger far too late! |
