Beckoning Of The End

What do you see when you look in the space

At the back of your mind where the skeletons hide

D'you fear the voices that whisper to you

From the blackest recesses of your darker side

Tempted by urges you cannot explain

To do harm to yourself

Or the people you blame

Grip on reality fades, long past mourning

I face my fears alone

And though I see the sun

I still can't find my way

The person I've become

I know that it won't be okay

Inside my ageing shell

I just can't find my way

And can't escape myself

I don't want to live one more day

Is this the end?

Time has been so cruel and callous again

Like a disease

Drifting into the unknown of my mind

Becoming my father, I must be blind

And though I see the sun

I still can't find my way

The person I've become

I know that it won't be okay

Inside my ageing shell

I just can't find my way

And can't escape myself

Destroying the world in my way

Trying to hold on

With no recollection of what I have done

God, let me be

Like a disease

Waiting to die

Like a disease

Waiting to die

Blame slips through my fingers once again

Rain pours down inside my aching head

Like a child I'm lost in time

Yearning to belong

And I guess that they were right

I just don't belong