lost in a shadow of greatness
christian transparencies cloud satanistes
logic and reason elude faithful paysans
empty and used, mind tortured abused
confusion, my scars in this fuck of life that i live
walk in and lose every fight that i can
tonight i might just try
for the very last time
to find out what lies i can trust as a guide
i'm sick of incarnating every am
wish one day i could wake up and be gone
as the sun shon at the crack of dawn
nothing to leech for, no need to live on
my body just space
my memories erased
forgotten and left with no trace
would i miss my face and my place on this earth?
ignor value and worth
i'd rejoice in rebirth