Here I stand, alone. Forsaken.
Nothing around to see, No one to turn to.
Pitch black is all my straining eye can make out.
Will it end? Will it go?
Following the footsteps of the past, leading to the same result.
Repeating the horrendous nightmare over and over again.
Gaining hope and losing it quicker than the shot of a silver bullet.
Silence and deadliness is everything. Get used to it.
I keep following a false light I see in my head.
It always ends up back where I started.
I might as well sit here and stay.
No use running aimlessly anymore.
Too much hatred out there anyway.
Full of death and spite.
Sick of fabrications and deceptions.
If you want something done f*cked up, leave it to a Human.
So here I am, here I stay.
Out of everybody's miserable ways.
Stay away! Stay gone!
And let me Rest In Peace.
