Cold seems crippling
Lame meander through corridors
Aromas thick with age
Mark off the day
Reflections of my life are fading
Pull me out of body
Don't want it, don't want in
Feeble frail and rotting descending
I'm lost in a structure
That's collapsing
Don't want it cast into
Maker take the body
Don't want it wants me
Past has found its place
Salvation is no more
Will god accept my peace
Bleached will pardon me
Reflections of my life are fading
Pull me out of body
Don't want it, don't want in
Feeble frail and rotting
Descending
I'm lost in a structure
That's collapsing
Don't want it, cast into
Maker take the body
Don't want it, wants me
I just want to run, fly kites
Wrestle, jump and play
Swim through waves
That crash to shore
Memories in me
Cocooned in misery
I'm sick and tired of embracing
Reflections of past
Time receive me or cast me away
God please take me away
Resistance futile suicidal ideas
I will crucify my own being
Satisfy selfish needs
Fuck the deities
Justify my own right
To what's waiting for me
On the other side the time has come
Lock and load
I'm coming
I'm coming, I'm coming
I'm coming home
Pull me out of body
Don't want it, don't want in
Pull me out of body
Don't want it, don't want in
Pull me out of body
Don't want it, don't want in
Feeble frail and rotting
Descending
I'm lost in a structure
That's collapsing, descending
Don't want it
Maker take the body
Don't want it wants me
Pull me out of body
Don't want it, don't want in
Feeble frail and rotting
Descending
I'm lost in a structure
That's collapsing
Don't want it, cast into
Maker take the bod
Don't want it, wants me
I just want to run, fly kites
Wrestle, jump and play
Swim through waves
That crash to shore
Memories in me
Cocooned in misery
The darkness overcomes
Soul soars to the other plain
Existence past the door
I sail through purgatory's bay
I asked a god for poison
Cradle me sown to my dreams
Souls searching
Death blossoms
Where clouds lie over me
Held in god's hands
Death blooming
Dark for fear of failure
An inner gloom as wide as an eye
And fermenting roiling hate
Death grip in my veins
Unveiling rancid petals
Flowering forth foul nectar
The space between a blink and a tear
Death blooms
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