| Nausea, tremors, paralysis, hallucination
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| Buried alive, I feel the pressure on my chest
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| I have difficulty breathing
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| As my lungs collapse
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| Worthless, failed, forgotten
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| This body is a prison for my consciousness
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| Where I will rot and die a wretched death
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| The sickening nature of reality unfolds
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| In total darkness I shall walk
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| No light, no guidance
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| My companion is self-doubt
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| The path is long and the weight is getting heavy on my bones
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| Mind wandering
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| With every step I diverge from my physical self
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| I want to feel the pain that lingers
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| Razors slashing through my wrists
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| A rusty knife separates the tips from my fingers
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| Lying in a pool of blood
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| Castigated, scarified, humiliated
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| Whipped by the flames with memories
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| I smell the burning of my flesh
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| It’s not my fault
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| It’s you who violated me that night time and time again
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| Whipped by the flames with memories
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| I smell the burning of my flesh
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| Illusions of happiness disintegrate
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| Sanity shattered, ruined forever
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| Vivid dreams of hands dragging me
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| Into my own inferno
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| Crumbled to ashes
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| Vanished to void
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| Absorbed by the atmosphere
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| Enamoured by Death
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| I’m not afraid to take my final breath
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| Penetrating, repressing thoughts of suicide
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| The cold lips of the reaper taste like cyanide
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| Razors slashing through my wrists
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| A knife separates the tips from my fingers
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| Lying in a pool of blood, the emptiness persists
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| Sanity shattered, ruined forever
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| Vivid dreams of hands dragging me
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| Into my own inferno
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| Crumbled to ashes
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| Vanished to void
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| Absorbed by the atmosphere |