Sick of Will
Can't ever win against my sin
I find I'm made of dust again
Look away from evil desplays
Shadows on your walls come from my eyes
If I could only be, if I could only be your master
You'll torture me until the die I die to you
If I could only learn to ignore myself and let you burn away,
Save myself from your decay
Leave me every time I'm up you come to hold me down, hold me
I see I've got nothing left to show you now show you
Want to decide to commit willicide
I chew the chains I wrapped again
In my dream see what I've seen
The sun will dry you up and burn the dead away
