Life is almost through   Silence screams forgive me   Your eyes sewn shut with greed   Who's to hear your bleeding      Come alive, embrace the last time   Keep the vision upon your side   By the hour, by the minute   You will hold but one kill      Life glares back at you   Illusions captured for me   Precious hearts that tend to bleed   Among all those still grieving      By the hour, by the minute   You will hold but one kill   Believe until unspoken      Shadows cover the blackened sky   Haunting past will now arise   Conscience crumbles when hit with vengeance   Nervous mind to neutralize   Failure torn with every motion   The end of fate will slide      Whispers cold and hateful now   Close the door and fall into your mind   Intrusion of thoughts soon shattered   All left between the lines   Failure torn with every motion   The end of fate will slide   You will soon suffer from within...