Wandering the frozen wastes
I have lost all direction
I grow tired of this existence
It no longer brings me pleasure
Nothing feels purposeful anymore
I’m simply going through the motions
I feel a painful sorrow
A solemn acceptance of what truly is
for what I long to be
for what I long to be
for what I truly am
Dead
To be gone from this world
Dead
And buried in the ground
Dead
I long to be dead
Its not what I was
But what ive become
Dead
Dead
Dead
I long to be dead
Its not what I was
But what ive become
The sweet kiss of steel
Caresses my skin
Life pours from my veins
I feel the dawn drawing ever closer
I raise the barrel to my skull
The path to nonexistence
I twist and grind it into my temple
Preparing for the end
I say my last goodbyes
Dead
To be gone from this world
Dead
And buried in the ground
Dead
I long to be dead
Its not what I was
But what ive become
Dead
Dead
Dead
I long to be dead
Its not what I was
But what ive become