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Facing the marsh of destruction, I seek it

In this conclusion I feel I am weakened

The graying decay of scattered remains

Will do its service before they take me themselves

Forward we stomp, yet we're bound to crawl

Learning the lesson of abandoning the Sun

Delegating the degrading ones to abandonment

And in this restless mortality, I feel the need to soothe urge

And in this reckless reality, I've killed the tedious demiurge

The end of my universe

Slumber: eternally; gray matter wandering

In this aftermath, you turn to me

As you view a sight you never thought you would see

Inside the hand is the mending blade

In which I'll use to make an end

From the inside out I quake

As it all begins to make sense

Every action accumulated to this moment

Release me from this flesh prison

Sway the end of days away from me

Losing grip on reality

Beastly feelings taunting me

All encompassing the rage

Of the masses running away

From the decay of gray matter wandering

And in this restless mortality, I feel the need to soothe urge

And in this reckless reality, I've killed the tedious demiurge

The end of my universe

Slumber: eternally; gray matter wandering

Forward we stomp, yet we're bound to crawl

Learning the lesson of abandoning the Sun beyond perception

This purposed fatality has culled the need to soothe the urge

They hold dominion upon the Earth

For it is what we deserve when we think this way

I dream the day in which I carry my own body to the grave

In the flesh, in a hex, I believed I was dead

Not a day has gone by in which I thought

I'd take my final breath... for the last time...?