Life seems to decay before my eyes I reassure myself, everything is fine Everything drains my strenght from me It makes me sick, look in to the mirror And to see what I have become Flowing tears, acid of my eyes The blood rushes around my body I abuse myself for being so weak
Burning me, killing me Memories, weakness The shadows they survive
The face behind the window Sneers at my solitude, knife in my back Amidst the rotten walls I'm dead...