Life is almost through
Silence screams forgive me
Your eyes sewn shut with greed
Who's to hear you bleeding
Come alive, embrace the last time
Keep the vision upon your side
By the hour, by the minute
You will hold but one kill
Life glares back at you
Illusions captured for me
Precious hearts that tend to bleed
Among all those still grieving
By the hour, by the minute
You will hold but one kill
Believe until unspoken
Shadows cover the blackened sky
Haunting past will now arise
Conscience crumbles when hit with vengeance
Nervous mind to neutralize
Failure torn with every motion
The end of fate will slide
Whispers cold and hatefull now
Close the door and fall into your mind
Intrusion of thoughts soon shattered
All left between the lines
Failure torn with every motion
The end of fate will slide
You will soon suffer from within