Laughter
There he lies, the breath of life
Eyes reminiscent of a dead winter
A predisposition of madness is all he has
Purity, how lovely she is and now it's gone
A blight, from the depths of hell engulfs him
An eyeless wanderer, a gravedigger, a spineless harrier
Depictions of anxiety, all he has is laughter
Laugh and the whole world laughs
An answer, no longer must he go further
Here lies the end, and here he must wait
Eternal and haunting, he listens for the song
The voice of the damned, the hymn of the silent
The symphony of his life and the ballad of his dreams
Beyond he finds the stream, the river of a life wasted
He descends with the voices in his head
Despair
I shall be buried in the sound of my own voice
My dying is a struggle, the remnants of my desire
Allow me to show you how deep the abyss really is
Then maybe you'll see that there is no romance in here
All you'll have is this, the smell of decay and a corpse
You'll see no lines of inspiration, no lines of aspiration
All is dark, the stars are dead, and the sun is silent
Be merry, be joyful for all the loneliness and grief in this world
Use it's colors to add hue to your miserable lives
Perhaps you'll be considered a martyr, a saint of hypocrites
Grief
Let me weep just this once, let me cry for myself
This is all I have, my swan song in the dead of night
A forgotten line, the expression of my despair
As my laughter fades, so does my hope
No longer must I continue staring at the distant blue
Til I die, let me carry on, my stay won't be long
I am beaten, I am a man of constant sorrow
A truth covered in lies, deceit and a pretentious facade
I am bleeding out, slowly I have reached the brink
The floodgates have been opened, and it won't stop
Conflict, confusion, a thread of the walking dead
Apathy
She's gone away, and she's no longer mine
And here I sit waiting for a line to get her back
I wait for the train, imagining she would be with me
And it doesn't come, only the sick feeling that she's lost
Everywhere is nowhere without her
Memories and time, the sound of her voice
I asked me to love her and I did but I am poison
I kill the things I love and she is no exception
Now I have willingly come into this room
Silently waiting for the harbinger of my doom
Pain
Splinters in my head, a cut in my veins
The desire to let go and blot out the world
I deserve this, I beg for this, a collapse of my psyche
Enchanted, affirmed and reinforced that I am alive
Blood, sweat and tears, a corruption of the mind
An abomination unable to recognize potential
Perverse and forever tainted, you can have my life
Take it all away, let me breathe my last
Goodnight, goodbye, farewell, say it again
Everything has been snuff out of me
Have I loved? Have I lived? Do I even remember?
If I'm alone, then I cannot hurt anyone
That I am as quickly forgotten as I have forgotten
What it is to hurt and to feel the world
This is the house of death, where weary souls dwell
And here I shall lie, whispering at the mirror
Embracing what's left of me, until I no longer see