I am at death's door This is the final goodbye Nothing left to lose Nothing else to gain I have no purpose to be here My mental place is burned up In a crowd of flesh That resembles the one who hurt me Have their knifes out Ready to stab me over and over With no end to it Endless wounds Still got hope left in me Need to recover In this hell that I am stuck in I am still fighting for my freedom If this war keeps going I will perish in a pond of my own self doubt Losing consciousness I don't think I will make it Watching everything I ever built up Comes crashing down and I hate it to see it go This is the last time you ever hear from me