Everything fades

Everything goes

Everything dies

Death has a funny way of showing his pallid face

When it’s not your body that he’s come for, it’s your soul

Famine and Pestilence starved out my innocence

And the War within’s begun to take it’s toll

I’ve had the life drained out of me, and I can hardly even breathe

I’m well aware that I’ve become an empty husk of the person that I’m pretty sure I used to be

With no promises of hope, and no penalty of guilt

And no energy to fight back or clean up the blood I’ve spilt

They say that Misery, she loves her company

Well, I don’t wanna leave her out to dry

What good is empathy when you can’t do a damn thing?

No matter how hard that I try I still feel nothing

I’ve had the life drained out of me, and I can hardly even breathe

I’m well aware that I’ve become an empty husk of the person that I’m pretty sure I used to be

With no promises of hope, and no penalty of guilt

And no energy to fight back or clean up the blood I’ve spilt

(Whoa)

Numb and deprived

(Whoa)

Shell of a man

(Whoa)

I think I’m dead inside

(Whoa)

I’ve had the life drained out of me, and I can hardly even breathe

I’m well aware that I’ve become an empty husk of the person that I’m pretty sure I used to be

With no promises of hope, and no penalty of guilt

And no energy to fight back or clean up the blood I’ve spilt

(Whoa)

Numb and deprived

(Whoa)

Shell of a man

(Whoa)

A ghost of a different kind

(Whoa)

(Whoa)

When I said I’m fine

(Whoa)

Clearly I lied

(Whoa)

I’ve think I’m dead inside

(Whoa)