Feeling nothing Pain, nor regret Sorrow, love, nor pride Just emptiness, shell of a man, nowhere to hide Open the vein, life drains away, crimson black bleeding Suffer no more, burden of life, sinking in silence Feeling nothing Thirst, nor hunger Hatred, joy, nor lust Just emptiness, shell of a man, dead inside Corruption of virtue, spoiled by the passage of time All hope lies bleeding, crushed by the living lie Mortality torn asunder, raped by the phallus of life Broken, devoid of faith, consumed by the need to escape Crimson black bleeding Silently sinking Bound in chains, with no reprieve from enslavement A joy to relinquish, the yoke of existence No grave concern, for consequence or repercussion No void left, nor grief-stricken tears shed The blade cuts so deep Beckons eternal sleep Feeling no pain Finally fading away