Washed away, lifeless,
Faded into black.
Nothing left to prove
As all has gone to waste.
No silence in my mind,
Enslaved for aeons.
Absence of life,
Crawling through reality.
Heritage of broken bones,
Origin of failure.
Feed me the ashes of your world,
The stench of rot (The stench of rot).
I can feel the weight of dependence
Resting on my shoulders.
Praise the abyss,
Praise the days of your defeat.
All love forsaken.
No more words.
No more attempts to ease your grip.
Wreckage of salvation.
Rage is all I know.
Born and bred to be ostracized.
No matter where I go,
Yesterday's ghosts will haunt me.
Yesterday's ghosts will haunt me.
Fallen down and condemned to serve
To this shadow-world.
Coalesced with the structures around me,
I would be better off dead.
Tonight I will worship the downfall,
Surrender to wrath.
Bound to this vessel of mine,
I will praise its demise and end.
Rage is all I know.
Born and bred to be ostracized.
No matter where I go,
Yesterday's ghosts will haunt me.
Chronicles of emptiness.
A death wish that lasted for years.
Feel to go to experience
The absence of this misery.
The silence in my mind.
Finally the gears have stopped.
Glad to be alive,
Unshackled from
Your weakening grip.