Searching for meaning to this life

playground, the self

awaking forever day by day, in bleak disclosure

hoping to find serenity in a silent dream

but the mind is restless



open eyes, OPEN HANDS, SACRIFICIAL THRILL

PROCESS THE POISON, state of defeat



striving for reason in my mind, THROUGH HELL AND BACK

forever and ever to remain blinded by rage

expecting eternal sympathy in this MISERY

BUT THE PAINS ARE RECKLESS



OUT OF SOUL, devouring fevers

taste of imperfection, its 18 hours to die...



the weakness of the will, beyond retrieval we carry on

you'll hear it ONE LAST TIME now

IT'S 18 HOURS TO DIE!



THAT'S HOW WE TURN OUR INSIDES OUT

and then we break in

consume the flesh to heal the fate

STILL 18 HOURS LEFT TO...GO!



the weakness of the will, beyond retrieval we carry on

you'll hear it ONE LAST TIME now

IT'S 18 HOURS TO DIE!



18 HOURS TO DIE

forever

18 HOURS LEFT TO DIE

just 18 hours left to go!