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the walls are melting above my head

i shut my eyes and i dream that i'm dead

i see the faces of the ones that i love

i see them crying tears of blood

it's on these nights that my eyes want to cry

but on the inside my mind wants to die

sweaty, shaking with my head in my hands

empty, drifting like a cloud of sand

i have hopes that one day i'll raise my head and see a godless sky

i have hopes that one day, i'll find a person that knows that they're alive

and this is where it ends

the book is a trick; the fallacy of sin

it's just a trick to keep you locked in skin

i've been here before, sweaty shaking on the floor

and despite my life, i dwell on what's gone wrong

but i might not be here all that long

are we born with nowhere to breathe?

our minds are sick, broken, diseased

the truth, they hide the answers

they'll kill us off with a 1000 cancers