What splendid evenings I spend in the dark
In unwavering silence that beats like a drum
My insolent grieving never stopped to stare
And wore me down until my heart went numb
The feeling was lost in my plush dirt bed
As cold and barren as the Forbidden Place
But maybe I'll answer the call of night instead
And forget such worlds in my last slumber
But I loathe the unknown and all its lies
With cavernous eyes so gone they glow black
As I lay asleep creating my final nightmare
I have an inkling of the joy I've always lacked
With crude sorrows I took to my grave
I suffocate in the deepness of The End
And I wonder if this is how I should behave
In death's emotionless embrace
I never knew life's vengeance would be so still
Filled with morbid illusions from my mind
I wish I found the cure to my affliction
But I never found the time
The parasite lurks under my decaying bones
Reminding me of all I've lost to my own chaos
But my leech doesn't know the feeling of being alone
Nor the weight of the sins I cannot shed
My soul is departed in the gnawing currents
Crushed under the shifting tides of my being
There's humility in my pitiful destruction
I've lost all feeling
Perhaps it's my dull surroundings that fuel my doom
Or it's the peace my mind has found
But the thought of my demise always looms
And to my despair I am bound
