Slave to My Skin

Death was once my only hope Longing for silence Longing for the void In seeking peace all I found was hell herself Boundless existence beyond the self Boundless pain and fear Is this what lies beyond? I pray death is the end This broken mind, too weak to bear Broken by memories Broken by fear Fear of what I beheld Disassembled and cast aside Abandoned, then returned To this waste of a life Boundless pain and fear Is this what lies beyond? I pray death is the end This broken mind, too weak to bear Broken by memories Broken by fear Fear of what I beheld I know that I am nothing I've seen beyond life I know I am nothing Self is an illusion (I know I am nothing) I pray death is the end Longing for silence I am nothing Life is nothing What is it I see through dead eyes? I have fallen from hate to complacence By flesh and devices, I am betrayed Slave to my skin and the scars that pollute it Withered, hopeless, I have decayed I have fallen to depths of complacence Sick in self-loathing and content to stay The flesh is a canvas of time and depression Broken mind, anxious at this life gone to waste