Constrict


Rage has ruled me for so long that I don't want to think anymore
I've tried to claw my way out, but I am sealed
in It seems the game is designed to make me lose
It's weight slowly drags me down I draw a breath as I slip under The dim
light fades as descent begins I have to fight my way through
Stark flesh sinks through the freezing liquid darkness Pale
hands bound before me, rushing deeper with every heartbeat
I will not relent to despair As depression contricts it's coils
close in around me Depression contricts
My will is the blade that cuts the coils from around me







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