Spiritual Chaos - Beyond Language

No Hope

I'm on the verge of absence
So close to the break

Demoralized
From the moment I wake
A dying spirit that
Recognizes its fate
So subtle with its design
Like a slight of hand trick
A stacked deck and no chance to win
The odds in favor for the pessimistic sin

I am, the hell you've created
I feel, nothing but enslavement
Give me, a reason why I suffer
There's no hope for pleasure

Despairing the gaze
My outlook like an eclipse
Of the sun
Overshadowing my fate
Conditions I can't outrun
Wired in me this mental plight
To see the horrors of the inescapable scythe

I am, the hell you've created
I feel, nothing but enslavement
Give me, a reason why I suffer
There's no hope for pleasure

I am hell
I am hell
There's no hope for pleasure
I am hell

I am hell

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Writer(s): Anthony Difiglio, Joshua Frato, Liam Edwards
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