It screams and screams, it calls me when I'm in my weakest dreams
These dreadful shadows that drag me inside the deepest hole in my mind
The fear of being surrounded by a misplaced broken image of myself
The pain of being at the edge of knowing who I really am
They are present, they exist. They are my hunger to be finally at peace
Mind exposed to the realm of hell, such are my wounds, my sins, my hatred
A lonely memory, under loved and soaked in sadness
They are present, they exist. They are my hunger to be finally at peace
At times I've deceived myself into thinking I'm no better than the darkness that forsakes me
That I'm no better than these shadows that follow me
So desperate, so hopeless, it forsakes me like a memory, lost
Engulfed by desperation, I'm forced to look upon my deepest wounds
My mind speaks in tongues
It consumes my soul, it drags me from above
It carries my sins, It crawls within
It creeps inside and leaves my heart unseen
This prison crawled with lost memories
I'm stuck in a dream, I'm hanging beyond reality
I'm hanging beyond insanity
A daunting path to realize I'm extravagant in my weakness.
Such are my wounds, my sins, my hatred.
Why am I not overlooked for my Insignificance?
Why does it follow me to the realm of darkness time and time again?
Why? Only to expose my wounded soul, only to justify my broken heart
At times I've deceived myself into thinking I'm no better than the darkness that forsakes me
That I'm no better than these shadows that follow me
So desperate, so hopeless, it forsakes me like a memory... lost
Engulfed by desperation, I'm forced to look upon my deepest wounds
My mind speaks in tongues