Bearing witness to the actions you've chosen
Sometimes you hate yourself
Go ahead and hate yourself
For not awakening your dreams
Screams to an immortal one
Never sees the tears in your eyes
Never hears the ungodly cries
Behind the mask that you've worn
Hourglass and mournful stillness
A tribute to sorrows passing
Melancholy and gruesome recollections
Through depths you've fallen
Unsurmountable odds of ascension
Washed adrift, suspended in grief
Never to lift your filthy spirit
Soul cleanse, blank the imagery