Evil is breathing it's soul into mine Anger is fueling the rage in my heart Bleeding out slowly, The wounds are too deep Confessions won't save you from reapers beneath Flesh it is burning, Wounds turn to scars, crawl through the pass to die Blight it has stricken, No sense of free will, The arms of death come for your corpse Evil is breathing it's soul into mine Pain is the only way I feel alive Numbing myself to supress my self-hate Killing myself to feel something that's faint Dreading the day that I will die alone The gift of salvation fuels this fight of my own My head is splitting, No sense of free will Only the place where you crawl back to die Ready to fight with the father of time I'm finally ready to put down the knife