Fleshbound

The greatest men are born dead plagued by the knowledge
That death's quickly recognized as the only way out
Too little too late for self-accomplishment
Regret everything that you have been

Let the angel of solitude then slay upon a faithless blade
In the closest incarnation of hell
Oh mother, if you could see me now

Nail me down by the throat, oceans of wrecked dreams
Regret everything that you have done and kiss defeat
Facing demons of no return and laments of clarity
From embryonic solitude to desolation, fleshbound

Let the angel of solitude then slay upon a faithless blade
In the closest incarnation of hell
Oh mother, if you could see me now
In the closest incarnation of hell

I never cared to find a way home
Oh mother, if you could see me now

Appearing here in this void is the lord of suffering
A dress made of hypocrisy and pain
That seems everlasting
I was in a maze of self-doubts
Visions bleak
I find myself in an empty room
Begging
Begging for the end

Let the angel of solitude then slay upon a faithless blade
In the closest incarnation of hell
Oh mother, if you could see me now
In the closest incarnation of hell

But time has gone into the jaws of the past
I am not the only one in this room

I am none