Wrecked in a dead end, by myself, in an undimensional space
Like a cell, there's no light, only dark thoughs passing by
Playing with me, a mind game with an ill-conditioned mind
Turning days into night, carrying a burden called life
No turning back, there's no past, there are no memories left
To delight, without hope, lying paralized in despair
Defiant i remain, in isolation
Straight line of violation
Beheaded to be awake, under repression
Abolished by myself
Blood stained canvas
With no resistance
When there's no substance
Just for an instance
Blood stained canvas
Stand full of scars, drown in blood, till you suffocate and
Cut with a knife glowing with a seductive manner
Red flowing free, drawing shapes, canvas like a mirror
Lets you portray the atrocities embedded in your head
Break through thorns, make a choice
Say no more, save yourself, begone