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A Death Foretold
In my mind i am leery
Deep down inside this soul of mine
I no longer see clearly
The world has gone grey and turned dreary
I’m begining to fear me
It’s like im doing some kind of time
No longer able to unwind
Unable to get away from this life that i call mine
Now that the suns gone away
I stumble
Night and day are ****ed up and jumbled
Its hard to find the way
Whats the point anymore
I’m afraid i can not say
My head swoons from these psychological wounds
Same song and dance
Same old tune
Life isn’t living its only death on delay
Some sort of sick joke on cosmic display
On replay from the time of my first birthday
And i no longer care enough about the game to play
Its like there’s this awful inflamation and pain
Its taken up permanent residence in my brain
Eternal
Torturess flames
It waxes
It wanes
It slays me
It banes
It bleeds
It strains
It never leaves
It stains where it lays
Infection of these innerplanes
Untill all joy is deminished
Untill i am finally finished
Serving this life sentence
No hope left to gain
No shred of enlightenment attained
My eyes are wide open
But the world has gone dark
There is nothing left inside of this heart
The truth is stark
Life isn’t fair
My lungs feel deprived of air
I can no longer force myself to care
Void of all passion
Emotion is just not there
No longer courageous or bold
I grow frozen as the darkness continues to unfold
… A death is foretold
Deep down inside this soul of mine
I no longer see clearly
The world has gone grey and turned dreary
I’m begining to fear me
It’s like im doing some kind of time
No longer able to unwind
Unable to get away from this life that i call mine
Now that the suns gone away
I stumble
Night and day are ****ed up and jumbled
Its hard to find the way
Whats the point anymore
I’m afraid i can not say
My head swoons from these psychological wounds
Same song and dance
Same old tune
Life isn’t living its only death on delay
Some sort of sick joke on cosmic display
On replay from the time of my first birthday
And i no longer care enough about the game to play
Its like there’s this awful inflamation and pain
Its taken up permanent residence in my brain
Eternal
Torturess flames
It waxes
It wanes
It slays me
It banes
It bleeds
It strains
It never leaves
It stains where it lays
Infection of these innerplanes
Untill all joy is deminished
Untill i am finally finished
Serving this life sentence
No hope left to gain
No shred of enlightenment attained
My eyes are wide open
But the world has gone dark
There is nothing left inside of this heart
The truth is stark
Life isn’t fair
My lungs feel deprived of air
I can no longer force myself to care
Void of all passion
Emotion is just not there
No longer courageous or bold
I grow frozen as the darkness continues to unfold
… A death is foretold
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