Skin crawls
Sweat falls
Trembling, Buried
Beneath This Weight
It awaits
Seething, Longing
For my dismay

I writhe neath my withered mind
Calloused by a false sublime
With a hope that I will find peace
I writhe neath my withered mind
Calloused from a false sublime
With a hope as I have found

Dismay
Despair
Disarray
Dismay
Despair
Depravity

This darkness within me
Controlling my psyche
A sentence to live out
Confined in my own doubt

Finally I see a way out
Bury me 'neath the willow