This is a sickness that eats me alive, digesting my insides, consuming my mind. Feeling too distant to disarm or decide, I leave myself here to die, a wasted fucking life.
I am imbalanced and ashamed that I don't give a fuck! My blackened future is so clear to me now. A pointless investment in what I should have become, I have no problem putting my temple to the gun.
A fucking wasted life. A filthy, useless mind. You see the hatred my eyes? There's no escape from what I love to despise.
I am the plague that I struggle to detain. Even my lifeless body reeks of my shame.
Lose yourself at the sight of blood. Expose your hatred for those you claim to love. Feed demon, feed.
I am the death of my unconscious mind, so I feel nothing and leave nothing behind. I was the sick! I was the blind! Now I'm the demon that met his time.
In an open grave, my body welcomes decay, and to this fucking day, I lay soaked in my own shame.
You're a wasted fucking life. A filthy, useless mind.