The Last days

I'm standing on the edge of my sanity,
this emptiness is growing inside of me.

Everything around me is breaking apart,
but I can only hold my breath, see them fall.

Whispers from the dead echos in my head.
Reminds me how real this living hell exists.

I craving for the last piece of serenity,
but everything around me is crumbling.

Burning ashes in the wind,
I'm standing in the mist if agony.
I wish I could see, I could taste, I could've lived.
through this pain I am suffering till eternity.

But there is nothing to be seen,
to be heard, to be felt, to be hold onto.

Nothing is real until I break out from this cage.
Until I break free!

Everything is all FAKE!
Everyone is all DEAD!
Nothing real, nothing true,
only death will take the place to bring you the peacefulness.
Only Death is the sanctuary.

Everything is all FAKE!
Everyone is all DEAD!
Nothing real, nothing true,
only death will take the place!!!
Only Death is the sanctuary!!!

Everything is all FAKE!
Everyone is all DEAD!
Nothing real, nothing true,
only death will take the place!!!
Only Death is the sanctuary!!!

And this is the end of my last days.