Decay of mind comes gradually
It keeps creeping up my spine
Just a human's life deficiency
I am a God of Vermin
Oh I want to disappear
What reason can I find, what reason can I find?
Swallowing the things I can't control.

What happens when they come and violate my inner sun?
What happens when they try to smother all behind their eyes?
Will I still justify those goddamn lies?
I had control.

It grows inside
The brave divine
Inhale - deny - The stains inside

The angel comes inside.
The words he silent sighs.