Wrenching wretched soul
Searching for hope
Hollow withered eyes
Reflecting tough times
In pursuit of contentment
But the torment is still relentless
But I won't cease to conform
To those dreadful thoughts
That haunts this corrupted mind
And leads me to rot
I won't comply
To those dreadful thoughts
I won't comply
To the treacherous hell
That corrupts this f*cking life