SLIT THROAT

The world keeps turning , as if nothings changed Death a silent guest This is my internal hell The battle rages on with my own Demise As I try to break free The rage battles on From this self inflicting art With my demise As I try to break free The rage battles on This is my hell The battle rages on with my own Demise As I try to break free The rage battles on From this self inflicting art With my demise As I try to break free The rage battles on This is my hell The demons dance as the shadow crawl A final breath , a whisper " i'am not yet dead " The demons dance as the shadow crawl A final breath , a whisper " i'am not yet dead " Not yet dead I'am not yet dead