[bonus track] Walk my dismal path pursue my much walked ways two hells i've found two d**hs i'll die mere fools choose to stay shut out the sky in this (already) darkened room as i prepare myself for slumber where the weary are at rest scraps of acrid marrow dried and whitened spine wasting of the limbs abbreviated d**h such a bitter satire I'm content to rest alone leave me here and i will lie composed an dundisturbed oh where can i find sorrow to relieve me of my grief i've shut my eyes to God above and walked my dismal way i've drunk the dregs of a wooden cup i've trampled on His blood i've smeared Him in my arrogance i grieve i can't turn back walk my dismal path pursue my much walked way two hells i've found two d**hs i'll die mere fools here remain.