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For Me...For me...My life is an abyss for violent toys that conquer my ashy feelingsDreams of truth that I cannot faceMorbid fantasies that leave me desolute and hungry for freedomAnd all that remains is the empty dark of despair and regretThere is no room within me to feel such remorseDwell in the pathetic thought of love or romanceNot even enough to let myself break into shattered pieces of glassThe wallowing disease epidmenic within me has spreadAnd I feel like a garbage disaster...
Autumn LeavesIn Autumn, the leaves decay and fall into orange and red colorsThey hit the ground with such quiet... peacefulnessI can feel the flakes fall off my heartFalling below the happiness line deep into a vortex i seemed to have nurturedFrom a hidden oblivion i was unaware of at the timeCreating small strokes that set me offI dont need to cut and see the juices of autumn leavesPeek over like a sunset on my skinInstead I feel like a corrupt mess filled with misinterpretations that frustrate me to no endCausing the outer layers of my heart to shed and peel and float awayDown into the nothinness...The grave i have begun to dig for myself has now gotten too deepI cant see over the sandy walls anymore and I No longerFeel something or anythingJust the very emptiness I have awakenI have dug my own grave now I must lay in itAnd let those Autumn leaves fall until one day......it all collapses...
I WILLBreak these chains of rustKick away the prison mate decoded with decayTonight I make my great escapeI willI willThen again, I opened my eyesI'm heavily chained and strappedThere is no prison mateNo window to hopeNot even the comforting smell of rotten fleshThe company of a mutilated and beaten bodyI'm here aloneI will make my great escapeI willI will