No one left here for me.
Trapped in my delusional insanity.
My brain has shut down.
My ears have blocked all sound.
Living life as a soul lost in depression.
Fighting my useless oppression.
Drowned all my succession.
Nothing left here anymore.
I have no feeling.
Just call me apathy.
I turn to nothing.
That I think might be something.
Wish I could have held on.
To things that were once real.
All things now are all imaginary.
Believing in monsters and demons of hell.
Believing in their spirtis cures me well.
My mind is like a prison.
There are walls around it.
But no way to find a way around it.
I cry and cry bit by bit.
Praying to my demons for my tourniquet.
Songs of sadness, songs of fear.
Rain drowning my thoughts.
Mixed in with my crimson tears.
Please O mighty demon care for me.
Care for me even though I own apathy.
I need a person to fix my mind.
To retrieve the happiness that was left behind.
If no one will rescue me.
I'll be the ruler of all apathy.
