Your pride (bloodstained mask) is a f**ing lie,
here it will be denied as I've watched you... fail
I will give you the gift of guilt when you have failure to answer to.
Inner sanctum lost, overthrown by an evil that was too real to be untrue...
I was the surveillance on the mirrors other side, hidden in your mind,
reflecting the lies of life once forgotten and denied.
Fear behind your rage, it's all that I can see,
not forgetting to exploit your mortality.
Whispers chant from the depths of nowhere...
sleep forever if you wish to be a dreamer.
Is your fear of d**h a reason for this waste of life?
A blade (of insignificance) which hasn't k**ed
has only made you weaker. I chisel your grave,
written in life's defects...
It will not be vague, written with all regrets.
To k** the pain, cut twice as deep.
Life was (a memory) in vain, nightmare's the final sleep.
A re-created shadow of the fallen self-haunting
with an emptiness beyond the dark.
To leave you with some basic incisions before leaving earth...