Dry Well of Life

Seek shelter in the void

And vanish slowly in the heart-felt terror

Sterile is your thoughts

but not your needs

Attempting to be brave

but still a slave

A possessed servant

A slave to the blade

Burning panic, nothing more to gain

For behold

your precious love is slain

Seek the lies you hail

Seek the lies you left alone

Nailed to the ground

Seek the lies you hail

Seek the lies you left alone

Leaves you no traces to feed of

Leaves you no traces to feed of

Now that desperation run you down

Leaves you to be raped by the dreams

which slit and shred

Yet another week attempt

to reject the knife

and to strengthen yourself

from the source of all life

an endless struggle to get rid of the lie

But you are down on your knees

Because the source has run dry