Grief In Machinery

GRIEF MACHINE.

Crawling through broken glass

But i feel no pain, no pain at all

Fed through the grief machine

Just lifelessness within my soul

My trembling hands on

A cold tile floor

I had a vision

The night before

That i am bleeding

My inside out

In need for shelter

I'd die without

According to my heartbeat

I'm already dead

I'm falling down a black hole

My sleep won't bring relief

Wake up in fear

Scared of the dark

Cold hand touches my heart

But i feel no cold, no cold at all

Craving for inner peace

Colliding with an evil force

These revelations

Shown in my dreams

I cannot read them

I just hear screams

And still I'm bleeding

My inside out

In need for shelter

I'd die without

According to my heartbeat

I'm already dead

I'm falling down a black hole

My sleep won't bring relief

Wake up in fear

Scared of the dark

From the depths of hell my fate will rise

Profound and inferior, an opponent to warming lights

My nightmares start to become reality

According to my heartbeat

I'm already dead

I'm falling down a black hole

My sleep won't bring relief.