I want me to be buried deep down in the ground.
So I can rot in silence, the dead make no sound.
I want me to be buried at a grove of pines.
So I will become the soil to grow what‘s called life.

But I know there’s no place for me again.

I have a dream about my slowly drowning.
My tragedy is fed by melatonin.
When I’m awake I lose completely control about the things that happen around me and I just start to fall asleep.

I want me to be buried deep down in the ground.
So I can rot in silence, the dead make no sound.
I want me to be buried at a grove of pines.
So I will become the soil to grow what‘s called life.

But I know there’s no place for me again.

My memories are lost in serotonin.
A galaxy describes the size of nothing.
When I‘m asleep I lose completely control over my dreams about the dark blue plains and I start waking up again.

I want me to be buried deep down in the ground.
So I can rot in silence, the dead make no sound.
I want me to be buried at a grove of pines.
So I will become the soil to grow what‘s called life.

But I know there’s no place for me again.

All in all I am just some dirt from space.

The more I live, the less I remember.
The more I breathe, the less I get air.
The more I tire, the less I can sleep.
The more I feel, the less I can feel.

Even though my world sinks into shadows. Even as the heaviness grows within me. Even if the day brings only silence. Even though my gaze goes out in darkness.

There is a light that shines at me. Is this my end? Or just another dream?

The more I live, the less I remember.
The more I breathe, the less I get air.
The more I tire, the less I can sleep.
The more I feel, the less I can feel.

Even though myself stays in the stillness. Even as the loneliness gets over me. Even if the night brings only wakefulness. Even though my gaze goes out in darkness.

There is a light that shines at me. Is this my end? Or just another dream?

The more I live, the less I remember.
The more I breathe, the less I get air.
The more I tire, the less I can sleep.
The more I feel, the less I can feel.

When I gaze the window I see nothing. the rain washes the day away my friend. When I stare in the corner it feels as glass. as fragile as my thoughts are the moments pass.

The future is dark. The past is dark.

This is my dystopia. This is where I have to be. This is my dystopia, my darkest dream.

When I overthink it, I break apart. The cold makes us shiver, so we need warmth. When I take medication to help me sleep. I prepare my memories to become dreams.

The future is dark. The past is dark.

This is my dystopia. This is where I have to be. This is my dystopia, my darkest dream.

With every day that I live, it get‘s darker.

And when the pain comes back my suffering appears. I lose my grip again and I float.

Watch me stumbling.
How I fall into parts.
Watch me stuttering.
How I dissolve to dust.

And when the pain comes back my suffering appears. I lose my grip again and I float.

Watch me smothering.
How I drown in my thoughts.
Watch me shattering.
How I lose what I got.

And when the pain comes back my suffering appears. I lose my grip again and I float.

Fill me the cup, Lethe, dark river, that I do not have to wake up.

If there is a way to stay in darkness.
Tell me about it so I can fade.
If there is a way to blur memories.
Tell me about it so I can grey.

Watch me pass away. Watch my slow decay.

Please tell me how to live on. Please tell me where to belong.

If there is a way to break the mirrors.
Tell me about it so I can break.
If there is a way to live in shadows.
Tell me about it so I can stop my ache.

Watch me pass away. Watch my slow decay.

Please tell me how to live on. Please tell me where to belong.

I got nothing to say about the meaning of emptiness. This is nothing but pain cause of my body that will not heal.

What I keep in darkness stays with me again.

All of my life I was losing control. All of my life I found nothing to hold on.

I feel nothing but faint when all my efforts end in failure. They are nothing but dreams causing the silence deep inside me.

What I keep in darkness stays with me again.

All of my life I was losing control. All of my life I found nothing to hold on.

And it drags me deeper into the abyss.

And I‘m lost in myself, space and time. And I look for my heart‘s slow demise.

The look into the mirror brings out what’s deep inside. I watch myself on dying. The days are passing by. I dream in dark confusion and slip out of my life. The crystal breaks the light now. Where is my place to hide?

Slowly fade away.

And I‘m lost in myself, space and time. And I look for my heart‘s slow demise.

The look into the mirror reveals nothing at all. I watch this hull of sick flesh existing in downfall. I dream about the blue space and its oppressive way to tell me that I‘m nothing but a blink of decay.

Slowly fade away.

And I‘m lost in myself, space and time. And I look for my heart‘s slow demise.

I am a stranger to myself.

This is the end of me. This is the end to be. I was not the one who chose to be alive. All of my life I dreamt about to be asleep. And I felt as I had lost control again.

My hopelessness destroys what should be destroyed.

In all the darkness I found nothing but the truth. There is not hope for us. Accept to be the void.

This is my self-deceit. This is my slow decease. I am yet the one who kept silence again. As a result of loss I fall into the void. And I drown as I have memories again.

My hopelessness destroys what should be destroyed.

In all the darkness I found nothing but the truth. There is not hope for us. Accept to be the void.

It’s so exhausting to search for salvation.

I have been fading into the low. I have been dreaming in shadows.

And I lost how to thrive.

I have been fading like the light. I have been waking in bright white.

And I lost how to thrive.

I have been inviting my aching. I have been damping with Ibuprofen.

And I lost how to thrive.

Exhausted and fading away. This is the way I will be stay.

I have been fading like the light. I have been waking in bright white.

And I lost how to thrive.

Exhausted and fading away.
This is the way I will be stay.
... I will be stay.
... I will be stay.