The final thread The burden fueling the split No life, in entirety A shadow leading to exit Crawling, for meaning Failing reality Am I just a puppet Or a vessel of consequence There's no hope in this What is the point with humanity gone A worthless being that can't hold on Erase this life Before I face my offenses Airways shut tight The blood dispenses A life foretold Of suffering hence is A distant body Rid of consequences Gouge my eyes to blind myself to the life I made Reality sets in and I'm not afraid The looks of everyone and I don't seem to care Drowning in my blood while it's spraying in the air Take this life Before I face my offenses Airways shut tight The blood dispenses A life foretold Of suffering hence is A distant body Rid of consequences