Soulless

A slow kill Manipulated By the cold essence of suffering That's in the mouth of the insects That ravenously feed On all of your conjectures A twisted tale of abominations Performed on a daily basis Death waits for no one Lurking in the shadows The blade slices the wrist Your darkness is approaching Death waits for knowing Evidence in the eyes Crimson pool around your feet Affliction of the mind takes control Like a disease it grows Unresisted so it consumes This sickness of the mind Spreads its talons Disregard the hazard Now it fills your veins A wasted life For twitching echoes In the corners of the mind Lunacy has distorted Your sense of awareness And now your life is forsaken There's a special place in Hell For those who are remiss And now you've lost all sense of yourself Your wish has been granted