Don't ask, why darkness never ends I believe some things were never meant to be
I am Death's devoted instrument Abysmal dirges guide my way to the graveyard ground Disharmonic choirs from out of the morgue scream I am Death's devoted instrument
Alcohol within my veins, mesmerized my senses Addicted to the other side I feel the subconscious need To leave this human entity
My soul was sentenced far too long, To perish in a lifeless shell, To search for answers in this living hell
It doesn't take a lifetime to feel alone It just takes a look at you...yet it's too late... ...It's time to end it here... Suicide, the only solution
My senses drift away Through a bleak vortex of supplanted memories Fragments of "life" passing by Through sorrow, tears and silent cries
Death, is it you my faithful friend?
(Could it be, that I've already seen the end?)
We are just fading moments Of a specious fate May I be one with decadence I've pulled the trigger far too late!