Torn by all the screams and collective fears untamed
A grave pain broke me within
It left me chafing at my restraints
This black, spiked and studded leather harness
Seized tightly about my flesh and my mind
This torment can burn for days
Countless are all of my shames
Unable to breathe or hope
I am trapped by this empty time
Consumed by true terror
By a noose ended rope
The life is presented
One of a being composed of absolute rage
Blinded by hatred's consequences and scars
My world is aflame with visions
Visions of Armageddon
All of our lives are trapped
By the true reality of false dreams
Of futures of entropy and doom
In depths of oblivion and dawn
If there is hope for some
Perhaps there is none for me
I am imprisoned
Since
A grave pain broke me within
It left me chafing at my restraints
This black, spiked and studded leather harness
Seized tightly about my flesh and my mind
This torment can burn for days
Countless are all of my shames
Unable to breathe or hope
I am trapped by this empty time
Consumed by true terror
By a noose ended rope
The life is presented
One of a being composed of absolute rage
Blinded by hatred's consequences and scars
My world is aflame with visions
Visions of Armageddon
All of our lives are trapped
By the true reality of false dreams
Of futures of entropy and doom
In depths of oblivion and dawn
If there is hope for some
Perhaps there is none for me
I am imprisoned
Since
The Choices are without number, because we never listen
No one bothers to count, the tasks go on
and on
