It's been eating away his patience His eyes clouded with his memories of hell It was faith that was so hard to believe Love in his life was nothing short of disease Attraction to repulsion, he continued to walk from death Forbidding himself to take his own last breath Time moved him By the pleasures of younger pasts His own last breath A mental reference to a better day So much hate and anger was left behind Think again, forget, construct a decaying mind Too many gravestones, not enough remorse Calculation for the decline of man Everything he was ever told: a lie In a world gone mad