Love, Salvation, The Fear Of Death

Well i'm staring straight into the face of hellYou're so close and you can't even tellI'm so wrapped up insideBecause i don't have much to loveHorrified i feel from pits unseenFalling off my pedestal of plentiful deedsAs it crumbles down on top of meI contemplate my lack of loveCome and save my soulBefore it's not too lateI'm not afraid to admitHow much i hate myselfAll these gongs and cymbals ring inside my head