Stuck in the gutter
Nowhere to be found
Stuck in the gutter
These words I mutter
Making my hand start to drift towards
The box cutter
Holy water
Necromancers raising dead
Stuck in colors
Dark under covers
Myrmidon blood on him
I'm so sick and I'm numb
Numb down through my chest
Until I'm laid to rest
An unwelcome guest in my heart
You can't see what's best
Until there's nothing left
A wicked presence fills up your heart
Thank you for the test
Now these wraiths I manifest got noxious dispositions all the time
Drowning in my sinking thoughts
Deeper than a f*cking trench
Every one of us is lost
Impossible to find a cause
In this corrupted existence the distant waves of change are getting closer by the day
Until they arrive and my life rearrange
I will maintain
That everything
Is grey