Crawl, reject the sun
Crawl, into a hole
Crawl, reject the sun
Crawl, no return
Never to be seen again
Every vein in my malignant brain
Is filled with piles of hate, don't get in my way
A shallow grave of piled up bones
Ripped to shreds and turned to dust
Eviscerated, crushed body parts
Oh God, imagine the stench

Bury myself in obsessed behaviors
My head is spinning
I have killed for less (for less)
These long cold winters are eating at me
My pulse is pumping
I can feel it in my chest

The grave is calling me
The lack of sleep is rattling my bones
I fight for air, I gasp
With nothing in my chest