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My mind is rotting i have no thoughts in my brain

Only death the answer to my call of rest

Death I watch from above not thorugh my eyes

But from the dark clouds in the sky

The wretched life of something or someone

I don't know anymore myself

I look in the mirror just to break it

With the ugliness of my being a sad tortured raped soul

That wants to escape from this hell that is life

A waste of space

A waste of thoughts

A wasted life

A waste of space

A waste of thoughts

A waste of life of a monster like me

In any form i have the curse of death the curse of killing anything

I come in touch even myself

This curse is an unending pain a continous rot of my soul

That spreads and corrupts my being and my body making them useless trash

This is not living this this is death my eyes are crying but it's not tears

That fall from my eyes

it's dark black blood that comes from within

the most wretched part of my soul

it wishes for salvation it screams but it's useless

For my soul shall rot with the vermin vessel

It embodies and until the day of my death

It will cry desperatley for salvation but no one will ever hear not even a faint cry