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