Album: Martyrs Shrine
suffering from depression
i wander into the dark
embracing the blackness
and longing for death
trapped inside and losing my mind
i try to escape the state of my pathetic life
aaarh
rising from the wastelands
i coldly emerge
looking for a shimmer of light
and a purpose for being
i will survive
reform my mind - turn from the lies
discover a renewed reason - for living
aaaarh
oh god i long for release from this depth
this hole in the ground - where i dwell
unless you raise my wounded soul
i will not surivive my hell
help my weary feet to stand
and take me in your hand
here i stand - my arms are raised
ready to believe
take away my pain and guilt
alleviate my grief
i was once a working man
restore my failing health
and if you answer my desperate cry
i will humbly receive
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