| Splinters and fractured bones
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| Lest we left to rot, broken, beaten, with no hope
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| Drowning in a sea of sick, coughing up my lungs
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| Crippling loneliness
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| Is this what we’ve become?
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| Strings of my heart, now crafted and bound
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| Bled forth my soul and displayed in sound
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| Frozen core, crawling skin, plunging blades deep within
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| I feel fate sinking in, sanity, paper thin
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| Skin and bones, faint lips kiss
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| Bathing in the blood from our wrists
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| Decomposing from within, the pain is sinking in
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| Full of tarnished aspirations of what could have been
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| As I’m rotting to the core, I beg for fucking more
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| My heart craves for it like a fucking whore
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| Bury me deep
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| Execution, infatuation is long gone
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| Cover the steps; |
| have we sought to end it all?
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| For miles I have searched yet I see no haven
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| NO HAVEN
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| You rid me of the air in my lungs when I need to…
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| Breathe
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| Suffocating, under the weight you bear
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| No mercy has been shown
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| Making me want to break
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| Every last fucking bone, inside the body
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| Free me from this rage
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| You buried me deep |