Oaming the halls of the wasteland
Watching the mindless
Bodies decay
This place is a prison
With only
One way to escape
Disintegration of
The mind
Surge of anxiety
Cannot compute mental decomposing
Raging
Dementia apprehending sanity
False awakenings endlessly
Compromising
Purged and forgotten
Soaked in disdain
Mass psychosis drawing near
Frayed and ashamed
Paralyzed in decrepit skin
Soiled by the stains in
Which they make
Let death grip them
With destiny
Do not make
Haste to resuscitate
(solo)
Bastardized in a shell
They wait
For animalized intervention
Protect not from
Afterlife,
Eternal sleep thou
Shall create
Roaming the halls of the wasteland
Watching the mindless
Bodies decay
Wandering adrift to the
Minds dismay
This place
Is a prison
With only one
Way to escape
Age lest bestow
Salvation on the soul
On your knees praying at the death
Bed of a kindred spirit
Eternally they must not sleep
Futile request
Portrait less walls availing to sorrow and
Agony
Casually cast away
Embellished by the apparatus
Life is blossoming
Potions drip into the vein, a vain
Attempt to wash soiled hands clean
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