Cold seems crippling, lame meander through corridors,
aroma's thick with age,
mark off the days reflections... of my life, they are fading.
Bringing me down, over and over, but things aren't changing.
I am chasing down these dreams...the halls crusting with the stinch of the past.
Past has found its place,
salvation is no more... will god accept me?
Peace has been bleached.
I will pardon my reflections of my life, but they are fading.
Pull me out of body, I don't want it...rotting me inside and out.
Feeble frail and rotting descending, I'm lost in it,
A structure that's collapsing don't want it cast into me,
Maker take the body, don't want it, it wants me.
I'm sick and tired of embracing reflections of past time, receive me or cast me away
...god please take me away.
Resistance futile, suicidal ideas...I will crucify my own being and satisfy selfish needs.
Fuck the deities, justify my own right to what's waiting for me.
There is this feeling that isn't going away...
Bringing me back to this fable body, why can't we depart, oh rotten corpse?
I just want to run, fly kites, wrestle, jump and play.
Swim through waves that crash to shore memories in my
cocooned mind, all in misery.
The darkness overcomes soul, it soars past toward another plain...
Existence past the door, I sail through purgatory's bay...
My ticket out as I say, please take me away.
I asked a god, for poison, cradling me...sown to my dreams along with the souls of the damned...searching out death.
Blossoms where clouds once were, lying over me,
held in god's hands...
Nothing is holding me back as this rotting blooms.