Within my grave of dirt and worms
warmth of blood now ice which pumps no more
I try to wake from sleep so deep
Disrupt my dreams, blackness I keep
My lust for blood I awaken for
They walk above, the stench of life I seek forevermore
Alive I'm not, nor am I dead
My soul in search of a euphoria away from this earth ,
to withdrawl for eternity
to a place of light, craving to escape this bleakness
But my soul..It wanders..
Never to find what it searches for
The wounds engraved, never to be heald
The cries for help never to be heard
I still feel the pain of a life before
and now I'm stuck with no life at all
Memories of long ago, never to forget
Mountains of pain that have no peaks
I wish to put my soul at rest
But this hell within knows no such peace.
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