Voices from the Past

In the silence of night, they call my name,
Voices from the past, igniting the flame,
Mistakes I´ve made, the choices to blame,
c life wasted, in a cruel, twisted game.

Voices from the past, haunt my mind,
Remorse and hatred, tightly intertwined,
No redemption, in the echoes I find,
Just a spiral of ruin, leaving me blind.

In the mirror of regret, I see my demise,
c soul eroding, beneath the guise,
Time slipping away, with no reprise,
In the shadows of failure, my humanity dies.

Screams of despair, in my mind they dwell,
c symphony of sorrow, a personal hell,
The hate within grows, like a noxious spell,

In the void of my heart, no stories to tell.

Voices from the past, haunt my mind,
Remorse and hatred, tightly intertwined,
No redemption, in the echoes I find,
Just a spiral of ruin, leaving me blind.

Violence brews, in the cauldron of pain,
Thoughts of destruction, driving me insane,
The essence of life, draining like rain,
In the abyss of my soul, only darkness remains.

Voices from the past, never let me be,
Remorse and regret, are all I see,
In the end, there´s no breaking free,
Just a ghost of a man, who used to be me.