What is this inside of me,
Telling me from the deep dark,
To give in to all my instincts,
To give up living this farce.
It tells me to leave behind me,
Far away the mask I wear,
Primal urges tearing at me,
Wanting me to leave this hell.
Forsaken by all the angels,
By the devils left behind,
Wrong are wired all my cables,
Wondering just what am I?
All there is are weathered ruins...
All there is are worthless things...
All there is are brainwashed beings...
Being all lead to their ends,
Taken like a sacrifice,
Peacefully taking their deaths.