That stained light of truth I abhor, that unflinching glimmer of experience
The world has turned its back and left me with shit
Nothing inside, only void: Vacant eyes, vacant mind, vacant hope
Summon the strength

I was not wrong to be afraid
The cup of life is forever poisoned
But if all in this time lies beyond my grasp
Then this one final act will be fully in my control
One brief moment, and I am freed of everything
Liberated from this painful existence