Lyrics
Years pass but is never enough
Years pass, but time cannot ease the burden of guilt.
To fill the void of my guilt
The emptiness caused by my wrongdoing cannot be filled.
We build our lifes with deceit and lies
We construct our lives using deception and falsehoods.
From the voices in our heads
The influence of inner voices shapes our existence.
Can't run, can't hide
We are trapped, unable to escape the consequences.
Every choice we make lead us right where we are now
Our decisions guide us to our current state.
I'm rotting inside while the death has come to take me
Internally decaying while death awaits to claim me.
But nothing can take what is already dead
Nothing can take away what is already lifeless.
I'm a shell without a soul
I am an empty vessel without a soul.
The ghost of my past haunts me at night
The specter of my past torments me during the night.
Like a shadow on these walls following every step
Like a persistent shadow, it follows my every move.
It's hard to keep the breath while I see myself
Breathing becomes difficult as I witness my own demise.
Drowning down below in the bottom of the sea
Sinking beneath the sea's surface, overwhelmed by despair.
Can't run, can't hide
We are unable to escape, choices defining our present.
Every choice we make lead us right where we are now
Internal decay persists as death approaches.
I'm rotting inside while the death has come to take me
Despite impending death, nothing can affect the already dead parts of me.
But nothing can take what is already dead
I exist as a hollow entity without a soul.
I'm a shell without a soul
Within the darkness in my mind
In the darkness within my thoughts, I find no glimpse of light.
I will never see a light
The possibility of redemption seems elusive.
I can't run
I am unable to escape.
Can't hide
There is no refuge.
From me
I cannot hide from myself.
Rotting inside
Internally decaying.
Rotting inside
Rotting within.
Rotting inside of my shell
The decay is consuming my very essence.
The ghost of my past haunts me at night
The ghosts of my past continue to haunt my nights.
Like a shadow on these walls following every step
Like shadows on the walls, they observe my every move.
It's hard to keep the breath while I see myself
Breathing becomes difficult as I witness my own demise.
Drowning down below in the bottom of the sea
Sinking beneath the sea's surface, overwhelmed by despair.
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