the coming void is always screaming
begging me with hands of outstretched agony
the promise of oblivion
day by day fucking me to sleep
i welcome it with tired eyes
the black noise is paler than the white
is safer than the light that burns
the light that taunts us
from a cold distant life
that i'll never ever have
the mirror breaks my skin
a crimson flower is blossoming like a bloated corpse
the promise of oblivion
day by day fucking me to sleep
i welcome it with tired eyes
