Languish - Mincing Fury And Guttural Clamour Of Queer Decay

Joy was once there

It was once a part

Of your existence

That lies in dirt now

The venom is your cure

That makes you dream again

Everything seems blur now

While the lifetime slips away

Illness fills your shattered body

It comes quickly all over you

Injected disease that eats you up inside

Deaf, dumb, blind

Used to this high-way

Abused by the blight

Addicted to that lame

There’s no escape from

This downward spiral of pain

Only a mere hope for cursed

To run out from this cage

Does it matter for you anymore?

If it’s shining day or pitch black night

All of it becomes the same bleak grey

The weight that breaks down your spine

Your mind is so weak

Your sanity lost strength

Unable to do anything

Just weep for another life

Speed-road reaches to this very end

And perishes in the ashes of suffering

Oblivion — the wounded

Final rest