I'm not alive
But I've become a host
To a parasite
That drains me of my will
I couldn't see before
But now the external clouds
Have left my vision
And entered my mind
No matter how far
I could run to the end of time
It follows me forever
As my reminder is eternal
Now I know the feel
Before I desired a morbid sympathy
But I'd take it all back
If it would rid me of this suicidal symphony
Kill the enemy
Identity a personality
Anxiety corrosive
Death to individuality
Kill the enemy
Identity a personality
Anxiety corrosive
Death to individuality
Kill the enemy
Identity a personality
Anxiety corrosive
Death to individuality
Kill the enemy
Identity a personality
Anxiety corrosive
Death to individuality
Kill!
Suicide is homicide
I'd never end myself in that fashion
But a bullet to the head
Is as good a cure as any
The mayhem of the mind
Immortal, in corrupted sadness
I sit upon my dark throne
The king of my empty cold world