Frowning, Existing

FROWNING, EXISTING

(Lyrics by Woods Of Infinity)

 

I stand alone

Waiting for my thoughts

Alone among

Shattered visions, waiting

Eternally, Watching

 

Depressed they attempt mockery

Failure. Ceasing of heartbeats

End of pointless days

Thoughts infiltrate the voids

Of oblivion

 

Hollow joy

Articifial happiness

Broadcasted daily

And pitifully

Raising futile fists

 

Darkness marauds

The excruciating populations

Perplexingly shallow

Appears abstract through eyes

 

Familiar to none else

Satan reaches deep within

My brain is shrouded in lava

Piercing and burning

 

Searing my past