La Fin Absolue Du Monde

Withering, diminishing, becoming what I loathe.
Monsterous and hideous, breaking every mirror.
I can’t look at myself anymore. I can’t look at myself anymore.
I can’t save what’s left of me, my vow broken in every way.
Everyday I become less like me. Chained to a world I despise.
Death in disguise. My innocence corroded. No truth, only lies.
I can’t look at myself anymore. I can’t look at myself anymore.
I can’t save what’s left of me, my vow broken in every way.
Everyday I become less like me