Distant am I careless and rotten Constantly discussed by the alleged lore Grasping values that’s been forgotten Only I am left to adore

Clearly you’re an unavoidable ache Cutting addictive urges into lines Dedicating my last minutes to rake Minds constructing weep of chimes

Dark am I yet hatful I stand Walk when I get a faithful hand Death is within my satisfying trust Breath is a sin while death is my lust

Incorporate me to insanity I ablaze a wide passage Direct me away from clarity I anticipate the clear message

Caskets are decorated and graves are dug During a time of needless endeavor Where be you while I desired a hug Curing a mind of endless whenever

Dark am I yet hatful I stand Walk when I get a faithful hand Death is within my satisfying trust Breath is a sin while death is my lust