Faint confusion
Buried in mud
Master plan to escape
Slow breath, as I weep
Cold chills as I grow
Clouded eyes, I die
Slow decay the more I know
Procreate, I die
Hear, I hear the reaper
Crack the weakness inside
Salvage what is left
Becoming a man
Cold chills as I grow
Clouded eyes, I die
Slow decay the more I know
Procreate, I die
Sucking my soul
To an end
Controlling my mind
As i descend