Suffocation is an endless release
Obliterating my tenacious sickness
Attacked at the flank of my conscience
Contradicted by laws of reality

Dreams of an endless winter
Derogate my social life
The plains of my melodic meadow
Have turned to barren seas of fire

Pain is mnemonic
Reminding me of deserted wishes
God sleeps quiet in his Abyss
I must stand for myself

Bondage of my sanity
Is escalating to a reality
Of encouraged insanity
That wounds my soul happily

The reaper awaits
A simple slip of balance
To capture my destiny
In a vial of crimson ecstasy

(Drink me down well my friend
You will not have another chance
I will grow stronger even now
The tables will turn... soon...)