Bottleneck

Broken my will to care the defeat of my malice

Tainted these hands are red with blood from my own body

Chasing the madness to trace seasons of insane thoughts

Clouded in a haze of fucked up, fear and loathing

It's on,,, the reckoning is clear

Bare witness to this awakening

There is no time to repent

There is no more saving grace.

Within this self created asylum

The monster sleeps till I awake him

Bitter the taste of what I have become

A shattered moment off relapsing insanity

I bore the methods used in this awakening

I'm broken but pious to what you still believe

I'm still raping distrust to fuel my reasoning

Controlled by my fear, it's almost over

Wasted, fading, Stating how the fuck can I be loosing.

Awaken, Awaken, Repent

There is no time.

Life waits, for no man in this hellhole

Clutching necks of the bottle

Baiting life for the taking

Too diminished in hatred

Seeking some kind of mercy

Too blind to see the outcome

Life waits here

For no man

For no man