Messenger

Tell me what have I become?
 A space filled with death
 Kept within my chest
 Holding a truth
 I will always reject
 As all inside starts to rest
 I'm left with the hope for a final look back
 When I filled my lungs with air
 When I barely tried to care
 A guest with no invitation
 Slowly strangling my imagination
 With every promise
 With every fate
 Whatever your prophets evaluate
 In search of words
 I try so hard to revelate
 As all inside starts to rest
 Fighting myself as I'm fading to black
 When I filled my lungs with air
 When I barely tried to care
 Erase the pain
 It remains the same
 When I filled my lungs with air
 Tell me what have I become?
 No more lies to you I'm done
 The more I try to handle myself
 Just darkness inside
 There's nothing else
 Messenger
 Take me back to the night
 Messenger
 Take me back into the night