Dead End - Blinded By Faith

We shared the same name

We played the same game

This game called existence

But you were just a bit too intense

You looked at life with a paranoid stare

Trapped in your personal nightmare

You thought you were caught in a dead end

With both legs stuck in a quicksand

There was a hole inside of you

But you wouldn’t admit it was true

Filling the void with booze and dope

Around your throat, you tightened the rope

You had already lost touch

You were far away and out of reach

I felt guilty, but can one help

A lonely man who strangles himself?

Life can be fucking cruel

It always changes its own rules

You stopped to play like a fool

With a twelve gauges in the mouth

You pulled the trigger and that’s all

Brains splattered on the white wall

You left a letter on the bedside table

Wherein you wrote your last sick fable

I’ll always remember this cemetery

And the end of your funeral ceremony

The sun was too bright, splashing its light

But deep inside my heart it was dark as night

I saw this little box full of ashes

And wondered: «Is it all that remains of your past?»

No, you’re not condemned to the void

My memories can never be destroyed