From The Depths of Despair

Oathean

Compositor: Oathean

I am unable to tolerate the memory that grips me
That world of theirs that penetrated me, suffocated me...
I deny these memories, a calm self-deception

Long since forsaken by the world, I have faded into nothingness
Long since severed, the separation of my spirit and flesh
I deny these memories, a calm self-deception

When dreaming of the suffering of the past, wrapped in its cold embrace
I walk the agonizing path of darkness spiraling away from heaven
From the depths of despair a faint glimmer of hope...
But for the anguish that waits to claim me once again

Reaching out towards a new hope, this arduous life
Continues its ruinous course
This relentless time of bleeding my spirit over and over

For the people I love, I spread my legs to them...
They who consume my body, they who consume even my spirit

I am aching, yearning. To be free
I am aching, yearning. Wanting this time of pain to end
I am aching, yearning. I am aching, yearning.

I want to be free. I am aching, yearning.