Evil is breathing it's soul into mine
Anger is fueling the rage in my heart
Bleeding out slowly, The wounds are too deep
Confessions won't save you from reapers beneath
Flesh it is burning, Wounds turn to scars, crawl through the pass to die
Blight it has stricken, No sense of free will, The arms of death come for your corpse
Evil is breathing it's soul into mine
Pain is the only way I feel alive
Numbing myself to supress my self-hate
Killing myself to feel something that's faint
Dreading the day that I will die alone
The gift of salvation fuels this fight of my own
My head is splitting, No sense of free will
Only the place where you crawl back to die
Ready to fight with the father of time
I'm finally ready to put down the knife