My darkness... My final darkness.... My hour... My very last hour... I'm far too lazy to do anything but lay in bed. My darkness... My head. __________ My darkness... My final darkness... My hour... My very last hour... My darkness... My fuel... My power. My power. I've opened my mind and i've opened my eyes.
All i've thought about is getting through the day, there's not enough of that anyway... And all i want to do is find a grave and hope i'm buried in it. I feel darkness in my body, in my brain, rushing through my veins. And everything feels dirty, everywhere promiscuity... All there is is proxy and this is gloom... This is darkness too soon. And this is doom... And it's my head on the line in an empty room. This is darkness right at the wrong time. __________ My darkness... My final darkness... My hour... My very last hour... I'm far too lazy to do anything but lay in bed. My darkness... My head. _____ My darkness... My final darkness... My hour... My very last hour... I'm far too hasty to believe in life after death. My darkness... My fear... My dread. My dread. _____ All i've thought about is getting through the day, there's never enough of that anyway... And all i want to do is find a way to be brave and fight my way right through it. I feel darkness without delay. _____ My dark days... estranged... It's getting darker now... It's getting darker. I have a vision amd it's change that i see... A wasted world without interest, relaxing to limpness, and there is mortality... So bury me and remember me, or save me and forget me... Just respect me. __________ My darkness... My hour... My fuel... My power. | 
