Unable to rest
Nothing left but angst
Not even one moment of tranquility awaits
Figures passing by,
Time moves on,
But each part at a different pace
Atrophied,
Unable to connect
To the paths that find peace
Addled to no longer feel
Destroying the self...
Consuming death...
Into non-being...
Nothing left but angst
Not even one moment of tranquility awaits
Figures passing by,
Time moves on,
But each part at a different pace
Atrophied,
Unable to connect
To the paths that find peace
Addled to no longer feel
Destroying the self...
Consuming death...
Into non-being...