All the struggles in life seem to be lost in vain,
"Useless, all useless,"
I continue to cry;
Remembering the days when I was once human.
Separated from my love,
I am a casuality of war,
Blown apart on the battlefield,
As I watched friends die on the frontlines.
The sound of machine gun fire,
Was the last thing I saw,
As my body was torn into pieces;
The sound of death was the last I heard.
My mind begins to drift away.
Losing its self consciousness;
Slowly, I'm no longer aware,
Where am I now?
I cannot think, I cannot feel;
Losing all sense of alertness;
Impossible to experience the feelings I once could,
I am as unliving as the dead.
The blackness overcoming my will to live,
Blindness has me imprisoned in this state;
Can't distinguish between real and dream,
The everlasting horror is absolute.
Life severed from this bleeding wretch,
I am the facless one, fearing insanity;
My body's gone, my mind is one that cannot die,
because I am not alive.
Overcome by a disfigured mind,
Suffering a broken heart;
Living with a bleeding soul,
I am a tortured one.
The remnants of my scorn and of my pain;
The evil that was once contained;
Within the boundaries of my subconscious mind,
Have manifested into a living Hell.
Slithering through the deathless schisms;
From deep inside the back of my mind,
This hateful creature has been born;
I have become a thing that should not be.
Suffering from the eternal loss of a soul,
My mind a disfigured wretch, mutilated with mental scars;
I can no longer recognize myself anymore,
You can't kill me, 'cause I sure as Hell am not alive.
Stab a stake into the serpent's heart,
Put a bullet inside my head;
Throw my body from a window,
You can't kill me, 'cause I sure as Hell am dead.
The Lord of Death, cries out to me,
He's praying for chaos and insanity;
Hide my face, forbidden from the light,
Masked behind the disfigurement of these mental scars.
My existence is seeming Grim,
As Death the Soul Reaper comes creeping in;
Gripping his scythe, he drifts across the land,
His rotting skull, warms crawl inside his head.
Maggots pulsate, feeding off his demon form
As Death comes creeping through this rationality
He comes to take my life away
Now I must face the Reaper!
*kinda apt coz im off to ns. haha.