The Lament Configuration

You hold the keys to your perception
Unlock the secrets hidden inside
You sow the seeds of good intentions
The ones you loved have left you behind
A suicidal urge and lack of self-worth
The sycophants ever alert
Did as they said for most your life
The reverence fed ignorance and lies

You’re dead inside

And you believed you’d find redemption
Elusive free-will was promised in life
Beautiful dream; determination
Disintegrates and drifts off to die

You’re dead inside

Your dreams have all but died and left
Crushed by the weight of your own desires
The traps you laid yourself are finally tripped
You thrived in chaos but that time has expired
Lived in a world of vacuous fantasy
Dismantled by the persistence of time
The glowing hate; the center of tragedy
The end you seek, not far behind

The crumbling of the will
Initiates the erosion of the soul
The soulless cannot feel
These waves of creeping madness taking hold
A voice calls from beyond
To embrace the anguish thriving uncontrolled
Abandon what was lost
And put an end to what they all have done

The morbid fantasies
The self-inflicted torment
You long for agony just to feel alive
You want this pain to never stop

Carving lines into flesh
You finally feel something more
Your demons come to collect
What remains of your soul
Dismembered at your own behest
A gruesome sight to behold
And when there is nothing else left
This hell is what you’ll call home