Echoes of Death

Born, raised, fed, bred, put on a chain

Chastised, used and disposed again

You either play a part or get ripped apart

A choice between a dark and empty heart

I cannot live

I cannot breathe

The end is near

I begin to hear

Echoes of Death

The solaces of the final breath

Echoes of Death

Tried to comply in many ways

Managed to fail in every single case

But I'm not in need of sympathy

Keep my chin up with dignity

The nights get longer, as they consume the days

Dark, evil demons are closing down the place

The noose, it tightens, the horrors get unveiled

Can't take the exit, but the voices will prevail

Echoes of Death