Walking alone in the wasteland,
This cemetary I call my life,
Hiding in the shadows of my mind,
This is not a antisipated turn,
Find me chained and locked to my tomb,
Drowning in this sea of bile,
Wondering what is lost in this blinding haze,
Unable to overcome my misery and hate,
Sliding the blade across the throat,
Spilling nothing but darkness upon the Earth,
Closing my eyes as everything slips away,
Left behind to die,
On my own again,
I'm all alone again,
Could time pass more slowly,
Desire that I can taste,
Passion of which I am missing,
Dissappearing without a trace,
Unwilling to die in this race,
Unafraid to cry,
Wating release,
Needing desire of love,
But that's non of your buisness!
Who's life must I live today?
Neglect and hate consume the soul,
Death shall never tast so sweet,
On my lips of abominations.