...sitting in the darkness,
slowly ending my cruel world, making sure to make no mistakes this time around.
Life-Blood runs down my arms, staining this happy life that i led myself to believe.
So sick is the destiny of man,
that we wander through the mist
unknowing of anything beyond our own limits of reach.
This is the only release in mankind that has given momentary pleasure but soon you realize that this momentary release now holds you to this cage.
This hell that you have now wandered into and lost your way, the hell that you will now hold in your heart as the hell you created.
