Don't ask, why darkness never ends   I believe some things were never meant to be      I am Death's devoted instrument   Abysmal dirges guide my way to the graveyard ground   Disharmonic choirs from out of the morgue scream   I am Death's devoted instrument      Alcohol within my veins, mesmerized my senses   Addicted to the other side I feel the subconscious need   To leave this human entity      My soul was sentenced far too long,   To perish in a lifeless shell,   To search for answers in this living hell      It doesn't take a lifetime to feel alone   It just takes a look at you...yet it's too late...   ...it's time to end it here...   Suicide, the only solution      My senses drift away   Through a bleak vortex of supplanted memories   Fragments of "life" passing by   Through sorrow, tears and silent cries      Death, is it you my faithful friend?      (Could it be, that I've already seen the end?)      We are just fading moments   Of a specious fate   May I be one with decadence   I've pulled the trigger far too late!