Echoes of Death

Born, raised, fed, bred, put on a chain
Chastised, used and disposed again
You either play a part or get ripped apart
A choice between a dark and empty heart

I cannot live
I cannot breathe
The end is near
I begin to hear

Echoes of Death
The solaces of the final breath
Echoes of Death

Tried to comply in many ways
Managed to fail in every single case
But I'm not in need of sympathy
Keep my chin up with dignity

The nights get longer, as they consume the days
Dark, evil demons are closing down the place
The noose, it tightens, the horrors get unveiled
Can't take the exit, but the voices will prevail

Echoes of Death