the weak and the wounded

the end begins. i can't escape as it pulls me, further into anesthesia. tear down my sense of conviction. corrupt my soul. the end begins. in my eyes. in my heart. i have laid upon a deadman's bed, only to fall into a, trap of lies and seduction that rivals the greatest sense of love. play it back until the voice becomes just a sound. penetrate your mind with all these images of you. i have given up an angel's kiss. only to break apart your, path of trust and burn myself down. struggle to the end;, i scare myself. play it back until the voice becomes just a sound. penetrate your mind with all these images of you. the end begins. i'd give it all to have it back. i could have had it all in front of you all by myself. love in my eyes, lust in my heart. i made it all up. lies, deceit empowers me, so it ends, ends.