Darkened Tomb of Silence

In a darkened tomb
Cloaked by a shade of blackened fear
And contempt from within us all
We see nothing but the hate and pain

The world has become ice
Freezing us into a cold depression
That we can never seem to escape
The blood in our veins keeps flowing
Whether we sever our veins or not

Sadness and depression seems to be
The only thing that controls us now
Minions of our own self-destruction
And we all hope for the hand of death
To reach out to us soon

The fires of joy and hope have been extinguished
And we can't find the materials
To make it burn once more
It is dead forever it seems
The blood has run cold as frost

We may never escape our fate
Death will come to us all
One day or another
For some of us it will come sooner
As we take our own lives

Life will get better some say
But they have never felt like this
Lost to the very notion of joy
For it no longer exists anymore
But for now here we all lay
In our darkened tomb of silence

Owned by Dustin Smith: Bastardofbodom666