i've been down here far too long
the light hurts my eyes
sounds echo...pulsing..coarsing
is this a heartbeat?
the rythm in my head
a painful reminder
27 years
digging this hole....searching
how will i ever be able to climb out
blind...mute...deaf...numb
memories my only vision
memories my only malice
cachexia.......
days turn to nights
whithering away all ive become
and all ive yet to be
blame it all on circumstance
blame it on fate
blame it on the lack of substance
for which i create
i've given up too many times
battles marked by body scars
and contusions for all i long
to be useful.... useless
useless as this heart is
my atrophied needs a beat
cachexia.......
days turn to nights
whithering away all ive become
and all ive yet to be
when regret subdues the unconsious mind
i need to make it stop
i need the rythm......i need the blood
coursing through my viens
coursing through my life
to bring me life
through my atrophied
my atrophied heart.........
