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In the night of

desperation

Here I stand

with tools of torment

Blame and pain

trigger numbness

Suicide

seems the only way

Screams get louder

Insane

Lost echoes of my past

Dreams get slaughtered

In vain

They choke me one last time

The philosophy of decomposition

I believe in

The philosophy of decomposition

I believe in

Plans and goals

scars never healed

Wings of fire

turn into ashes

Days go by

Degeneration

End of life

seems the only way

Flames get higher

Insane

Open wounds of my past

Hopes get shattered

In vain

They drown me one last time

The philosophy of decomposition

I believe in

The philosophy of decomposition

I believe in

Lack... of hope

Ghosts... they hide

Words judge and execute

They... rape your very soul

Expectations rot and

leave a corpse in the cold

Stabs quickly seal betrayal

They... carve your very flesh

Rearranging life

as we've always known it

Lack... of hope

Ghosts... they hide

The philosophy of decomposition

I believe in

The philosophy of decomposition

I believe in

Lack... of hope

Ghosts... they hide