False Light - Lung lyrics

Cancer of a concept. My thoughts; a eulogy. Leech in my lungs I can't exhale. Answers out of fear. Better a hole in my head than this nihilism. Colors bleed, the charm of d**h. Drenched in filth, inherent grief. Afraid of the curtains, but I pull them shut. Did the clouds pollute my mind? Hollowed out, dreadful, numb. Pain of life, helplessness of d**h. Wander, wilting. Void of value. Diseased, directionless.