Slave to My Skin

Death was once my only hope
 Longing for silence
 Longing for the void
 In seeking peace all I found was hell herself
 Boundless existence beyond the self
 Boundless pain and fear
 Is this what lies beyond?
 I pray death is the end
 This broken mind, too weak to bear
 Broken by memories
 Broken by fear
 Fear of what I beheld
 Disassembled and cast aside
 Abandoned, then returned
 To this waste of a life
 Boundless pain and fear
 Is this what lies beyond?
 I pray death is the end
 This broken mind, too weak to bear
 Broken by memories
 Broken by fear
 Fear of what I beheld
 I know that I am nothing
 I've seen beyond life
 I know I am nothing
 Self is an illusion
 (I know I am nothing)
 I pray death is the end
 Longing for silence
 I am nothing
 Life is nothing
 What is it I see through dead eyes?
 I have fallen from hate to complacence
 By flesh and devices, I am betrayed
 Slave to my skin and the scars that pollute it
 Withered, hopeless, I have decayed
 I have fallen to depths of complacence
 Sick in self-loathing and content to stay
 The flesh is a canvas of time and depression
 Broken mind, anxious at this life gone to waste