Drowning on life itself, in a cosmic sea
Man is but a cancerous spec in the blood of the galaxy
Racked my mind for reason
Searched my soul for truth
Fell victim to the season
Rusted armor of my youth
I'm out to kill
I'm out to acquire a point
So many wounds to heal
So many scars to anoint
Taken away so violently
Separation Anxiety
Overdose of sobriety
Something died inside of me
Contemplating how I feel
Reality isn't real
It's just a shield, to the mass appeal
But soon will be revealed
Ready and willing, becoming the villain
Walk with the undead
Void of all feelings, cold to the killings
Crimson red with the bloodshed
Life is just a silly test and deaths the part I like best
Ripping away these chunks of flesh
I become possessed in this f*cking mess