End of Relief - Hour of Penance

It’s the blistering colour of truth

Still I’m deeply ulcerated

Its the disease in alien shape

Disease, uncontrolled paranoia

Admirable understanding of endurance

They will never tear me from this hate

Pure desire of death, I will submit

Climbing my chest, inside my bone

The cage is hollow, the soul is gone

It’s Sappho’s juice that no one even knows

Sea of locusts, I can’t see where it ends

It’s the abyss' edge

It’s the white shadow of my fear

My cage is hollow

My world is hollow

Begging for relief

Please turn back time

Please turn it back

This day, slipping out of my hands

I’ve already memory of this day