This life is consumed by slow decay
All I can do is lie down and pray
Pray to find me a voice
Pray to give me a choice
How long will I chase this path of time
When will I be able to read between the lines
Whose are these voices in my head
Sometimes I feel,I'd rather be better if dead
What is it that's missing in my life
Why is it that I'm punished to survive
These wounds will never heal
This dream is oh! so real !
