I’m In A Coffin
Slave to My Skin
Death was once my only hope
Longing for silence
Longing for the void
In seeking peace all I found was hell herself
Boundless existence beyond the self
Boundless pain and fear
Is this what lies beyond?
I pray death is the end
This broken mind, too weak to bear
Broken by memories
Broken by fear
Fear of what I beheld
Disassembled and cast aside
Abandoned, then returned
To this waste of a life
Boundless pain and fear
Is this what lies beyond?
I pray death is the end
This broken mind, too weak to bear
Broken by memories
Broken by fear
Fear of what I beheld
I know that I am nothing
I've seen beyond life
I know I am nothing
Self is an illusion
(I know I am nothing)
I pray death is the end
Longing for silence
I am nothing
Life is nothing
What is it I see through dead eyes?
I have fallen from hate to complacence
By flesh and devices, I am betrayed
Slave to my skin and the scars that pollute it
Withered, hopeless, I have decayed
I have fallen to depths of complacence
Sick in self-loathing and content to stay
The flesh is a canvas of time and depression
Broken mind, anxious at this life gone to waste