My soul is rotting My life has decayed I push them down and kill them deeper within myself I can not save what has already died Too fargone to see any light Too fargone to want anything better Misery
A broken shell in a shattered dream Secluded with just the memory of despair Too fargone to remember life Self-infliction written on my flesh And nothing more remains for me
I uncover myself Bitter and mournful Only to find That everything I was Has already died