Like A Somnambulist In Daylight's Fire

Don't ask, why darkness never ends

I believe some things were never meant to be

I am Death's devoted instrument

Abysmal dirges guide my way to the graveyard ground

Disharmonic choirs from out of the morgue scream

I am Death's devoted instrument

Alcohol within my veins, mesmerized my senses

Addicted to the other side I feel the subconscious need

To leave this human entity

My soul was sentenced far too long,

To perish in a lifeless shell,

To search for answers in this living hell

It doesn't take a lifetime to feel alone

It just takes a look at you... yet it's too late...

... It's time to end it here...

Suicide, the only solution

My senses drift away

Through a bleak vortex of supplanted memories

Fragments of "life" passing by

Through sorrow, tears and silent cries

Death, is it you my faithful friend?

(Could it be, that I've already seen the end?)

We are just fading moments

Of a specious fate

May I be one with decadence

I've pulled the trigger far too late!