The Dead

Slave to monotony 

Another breath breads futility 

This is not a life 

A trace of reality 

Disease of existing life 

Holds only shame for me 

Slipping from importance 

As I turn away 

Cold hands breaking apart 

This will not come to pass 

We are all so alone 

And I'm lying here 

In a pool of my own isgust 

A frail ritual 

Practiced with apathy 

If this is what life has to offer 

Color me dead 

And left to the vultures 

Armed to the teeth with denial 

Suffocate the slave as therapy 

For the insane 

And a lesson the the unforgiven 

Waking to the bleak 

Disturbing sound of nothingness 

No one to save us 

This has been set 

By the eyes of the un-desired 

Dead to the world 

And tapped clean of all effort 

Tie the tourniquet 

Tight bleed the infection away 

Know that an effort of trying 

Is an effort towards dying in vain 

Life's a fable of pride 

Taught to mask the pawn 

I've taken what you've given 

And turned it into nothing 

Killed myself to redefine suffering 

Leave me here to rot 

Find a flame 

Cchoose a stake 

Close your eyes and pass away