Within Withered Veins Video (MV)

It began with a tremor, a twitch, a death nerve rattle
The quiet reminder that my time is running nigh
A slow and steady separation
Clinging to my sanity with fractured hands
Constant convulsions rip right through my body
Violently tearing apart my very being

As I fade between realities and drift within dimensions
Each version of my soul is greeted
With the same wretched f*cking fate

Left to drown in the actions of a selfish man
A life spent lying in the face of loyalty
Spitting in the face of the truth
Is it too late for me to be seeking redemption?

Born from the taste of fear on my tongue
Coveting dreams that could never be

Time has worn through me as a river through stone
Relentlessly slow and torturous
Hope is a self-constructed device
A disease that plagues fragile hearts and minds

With blood I will devote my soul
With this blood I will evoke
The last bit of hate from within these withered veins
Piercing the line between life and death
To reside in the space between the shadows

Relegated to this life of endless violence

Finding myself lost in a constant haze of fragmented psychosis
Surviving simply to witness my pitiful legacy come to life
Struggling so to embrace this end
I have to believe in the absolute beauty of death
The transformation into nothingness
There is no re-birth, no f*cking redemption