The man drifting seeks poison and promise
A threat to all, mostly to himself
Hearing voices from the great beyond
Now only he can dig himself out
Eyes red, wrists cut
Reaching out but not from heaven
Soul black, head fucked
Hells existence isnt numb
You cant keep him from his bottom
Where the dwelling ends or begins
Once capable and caring
Now in perils seductive grip
His mournful cries are pitful
Sung to dying skies with no stars
Now his letters kept inside a flame
Those who read only know the burning
Eyes red, wrists cut
Reaching out but not from heaven
Soul black, heart fucked
Hells existence isnt numb
Mouth sewn, hands bound
But do you cease the torment
Skin cold, failed unknown
Scream until the blood fill your lung
Yeah, now youre a threat
But only to yourself
Yeah, now youre a threat
To your own tomorrow