I feel the burn inside my head
Like the screeching sound of my eyes red
If you had not come with such hope
The darkness would still let me cope

I feel your lips I feel your sting
But what is it that you could bring
A longevity for an unhappy life
And a book for all your lies

A dreadful sun over a dead horizon
A teary eye spawning a decade
A plagued heart of rats
And boredom to suffocation