Fawkes

so let me go
it was never meant to be
i could scream until my lungs collapse
but would you ever hear me
i cant seem to reason with death
only thing im fuelled by is your fear
and now the ascendancy is all i have left
close my eyes and take a final breath
ive got nothing left
nothing left
inside the depths of my mind,
im fuelled by your fear
How does it feel
to be the last one left in this
how does it feel
to have only yourself to blame
and how does it feel
to have lost at your own game
how does it feel
to be buried your own shame
hell is not a place you go
its that burden you’ve carried all along
deep seated cold
harbouring hate
contorted death
despotic rage
deep seated cold
harbouring hate
contorted death
despotic rage
never be the same