My Life
all filled with Strife...
Yes, indeed
I'm insane...
A bleeding curse prey on my existence.
It follows and devours in its own twisted fashion...
Scratches, nails to wood
upon the backs of dead...
Numbness, you call it an act of rebellion against...
That causes deep sadness inside of one's self...
Numbness, you call it an act of rebellion against...
That causes deep sadness inside of one's self...
I'm falling at the speed of light,
and there's nothing under me to land on...
I traveled the hills and valleys of my Fears.
Seeking the Demon of my Tears...
Wicked iris's lurking,
dungeons smolder in...
Suicide, suicide where art thee? Have u not yet
Consumed my worthless soul, the purging I am yet...
Surely standing scarred since shadows show signs...
Voices of creeping ,screaming ,running
Looking for the calm of early field and hiding...