The nothing that is consuming me
The throe that's spreading through
Here I stand alone
Bathed in these tears of sorrow
Only in this void can you find life
If there was something
I could tell you
But there is nothing
If it's a hole I would say it's a hole
But there is nothing
A void that is growing
The nothing that is consuming me
Not emptiness
If it was so...I would tell you
But it's nothing
Nothing ...
Nothing...
Slowly it rots me away
Slowly it eats me
My mind driven to the edge of sanity
By this pain that's crawling
Creeping through my veins
How I yearn death to take me
To release me...
Even so I tell you
Death is not what's inflicting me
To be slowly dragged to the end
Yet never allowed to cross
Here I lie
Neither here nor there
Neither dead nor alive
Just on the line
I'm bought to dwell
In the gray
In the grey
My body being torn apart.
