I crawl to the darkest of depths
Seeking something more
Alive but somwhere else
Blind visions of a black day
Desolate thoughts
Carried by winds of unknown existence
Writhing in solitude
Turning to dark
Bleak
Lost
Left to rot
Drown In Solitude
Cold, alone in a void
Blind but my eyes are open
Nothing felt, nothing heard
Rotting
Decayed
Broken
Nausea
Drown in waters filled with silence
Your Waters
During the long silence between the shades and I
Sorrow inflicted upon your departure
Your brightness emanates rays of austere light
Which permeate the bleakness
To bask in your dim shine
To sleep in your bosom
To swim in your ocean
To die in your eyes
Sounds Of A Dreary Sea
Bleak
Suffer
Yearn for a sign
Ache for the end
I run the rope through my cold hands
Prints in blood around my neck
Sounds of a dreary sea
Paint my thoughts grey
Woe
Suffer
Take me to death
Where all hunger will cease
Suffer
Misery Cloaked Under Decayed Flesh
Cloaking, demise
Suffocate on life
When will it end
Like a disease with no cure
Surrounded by debris, plague, torment
Misery cloaked under decayed flesh
Sink into the crypt
Only to drown in my blood
Scourge
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Cold, alone in a void
Blind but my eyes are open
Nothing felt, nothing heard
Rotting
Decayed
Broken
Nausea
Drown in waters filled with silence
Your Waters
During the long silence between the shades and I
Sorrow inflicted upon your departure
Your brightness emanates rays of austere light
Which permeate the bleakness
To bask in your dim shine
To sleep in your bosom
To swim in your ocean
To die in your eyes
Sounds Of A Dreary Sea
Bleak
Suffer
Yearn for a sign
Ache for the end
I run the rope through my cold hands
Prints in blood around my neck
Sounds of a dreary sea
Paint my thoughts grey
Woe
Suffer
Take me to death
Where all hunger will cease
Suffer
Misery Cloaked Under Decayed Flesh
Cloaking, demise
Suffocate on life
When will it end
Like a disease with no cure
Surrounded by debris, plague, torment
Misery cloaked under decayed flesh
Sink into the crypt
Only to drown in my blood
Scourge