prolonging the inevitable forever

cold lies

the substance of the chains

that tie us to our pain

then we're promised some relief

relief from the state

weak pulse

weak pulse

don't call the ambulance as my heart stops

weak pulse

falling out of the rhythm

rhythm of this hopeless dance

all i can hear is my voice

calling out into

into the void

met with no reply

no answer to agony

there's no solace in this

meaningless existence

cold lies