It has me by the throat, Choking life from me Stealing emphasis. It has me by the throat, A lesson in perseverance Never to be learnt. It has me by the throat, A cruel tender grip Without mercy Without remorse. Quietly. It's over soon, Don't fight.
There's is no feeling Worth expressing. No reality Worth addressing. With all the thoughts That I'm repressing, The future Is just depressing. This world that leaves me stressed, Is just a ******* Popularity contest.
Your Goodbye Removed me from the world, Taking everything Everything I had. Now each day I start and end In nothingness, Wretched Without friends, Harmony, Warmth. I want to begin With Goodbye and Never return.
I buried what goodness Remained Under the earth, So deep, Never to be found again. Now all that remains, An anti soul Free from the humanity That clawed its measure Upon my heart.
When I'm at my emptiest, I long to lose Myself in physical Ecstasy. Desperate yearning extinguished Through flesh on flesh. ******* passion Throats ripped, Blood pours. Devouring your entirety On a wave of Nothingness. I ache to feel Something.
Less than nothing, Born into Oblivion Carving iridescent Beauty Through these endless Streams of pity. I counted the world Upon your lips, I found my Sweet Damnation.