It doesn't seem to change
Went through everything
And still feel the same

Still craving
Still dying at the end of every night
Still begging
For a god I never believed in

A part of me is impossibly missing
And I shall scream inside
Trees die, the earth's always quaking
Until the day you are mine

There is a cloud spiting dead gray rain
Falling only on me
Something from above, forcing to sustain
Prison for eternity.

I would cry unto my dying self 'till ever
And remain with just this cold black answer
You're my only wish, never just another
An illusion created to forever make me suffer...