Again

Awakening, world suffering
Twisted things empathize with nothing
Trampling, screaming, uncaring
He doesn’t know in which place he’s in
Rusty razors cut his skin
Over and over and over again
Dead resolve and relentless pain
Acid’s flowing within his veins
Memories suppressed deep within
Resurfacing, it’s growing from sin
The sin of I-never-put-up-a-fight
He’s looking back now: he’s wasted his life
He’s creator, warden, prisoner
Builder of walls around pitiful halls
He built a lock so I threw away the key
This is how little you mean to me
The spirit is void from the soul’s lonely throne
There’s no meat anymore, only bone
Once-was-razors cutting your skin
Screaming, screaming, screaming
Over and over and over again
And agan and again
And again