Forever Descending
Eternal Descent: Battling Inner Turmoil
Lyrics
A wicked flow
A turbulent and sinister flow
An undertow whirls below
An unseen force beneath, pulling downward
Pulling my mind and consciousness beneath
Dragging thoughts and awareness into darkness
The mindless puppet
A puppet controlled without a conscious mind
This face hides nothing anymore
Nothing is hidden behind the face
I am becoming a slave to a deranged insane
Becoming a servant to madness
Is it me, do I cause this blackness
Questioning personal responsibility for darkness
Have I ruined myself, am I destroying other people lives
Contemplating self-destruction and its impact on others
Is this my slow descent, into being crazy
Reflecting on a gradual descent into insanity
Or is this what others are experiencing
Uncertainty if others share similar experiences
I don't know if I can see at all
Doubt in the ability to perceive reality
I can't help to feel that I will fall
Fear of an inevitable fall
I don't know what's real anymore
Loss of understanding of what is real
Reality is collapsing on me
Feeling the collapse of reality
All I can do is to dream my last dreams
Embracing the possibility of a final dream
Everything will turn to dust
Acceptance of eventual decay and disintegration
My thoughts will decay and the chains will rust
Anticipating mental decay and the weakening of constraints
I'll grow old, sit blank and die
Envisioning a bleak, unfulfilled old age
The end of my mind, the end of my time
The end of mental faculties and the end of life
Have I ruined my brain
Concerns about personal damage to the mind
I wonder why am I alive
Questioning the purpose of one's existence
I'm confused by everything
Feeling overwhelmed and confused
Splinters will litter my mind
Fragmentation of thoughts affecting the mind
As thoughts tickle my ears
Sensations of unsettling thoughts
I'm starting to think I need help
Recognition of the need for assistance
But asking's to much of a task
Reluctance to seek help due to difficulty
Everything will turn to dust
Reiteration of the impending disintegration
My thoughts will decay and the chains will rust
Repetition of the decay and rust metaphor
I'll grow old, sit blank and die
Reaffirmation of the inevitable decline and death
The end of my mind, the end of my time
Restating the end of mental faculties and life
Why can't I see straight
Expressing difficulty in maintaining clarity
Why can't I see when I'm alive
Perplexity about perceiving life while alive
Why can't I fucking believe that
Frustration in accepting the reality around
Everything around me is real
Questioning the authenticity of the surrounding reality
I hate this existence
Expressing strong dislike for one's existence
I question why everyday
Daily contemplation and questioning of life's purpose
Maybe it's all a joke
Suspecting life might be a cruel joke
Maybe it's a beautiful nightmare
Possibility of life being a beautifully disturbing dream
Maybe it's all a fucking illusion
Considering life as an illusion
What if this world around me
Contemplating the possibility of a subjective world
Is in my head
Speculating that the external world is a creation of the mind
Everything will turn to dust
Reiteration of the impending disintegration
My thoughts will decay and the chains will rust
Repetition of the decay and rust metaphor
I'll grow old, sit blank and die
Reaffirmation of the inevitable decline and death
The end of my mind, the end of my time
Restating the end of mental faculties and life
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