Devouring Me - Gory Blister

black, and acoloured scene behind

black, are my eyes shut or black

a collapsed reality out of my numb mind

boundless dark or a locked self

my life is passing by

memoirs of decay

lost on the stage

like scenes of a play

a tragedy standing still

or forgotten under years of dust

I imagine to see, but my sight is asleep

my brain is not

there is so much pain

I can hear what I breathe

not air but some speech

a funeral echo far away

yet some creatures are here

on my unseen skin, consuming my hands

they are devouring me, they are devouring me

devouring me

words fade away

they are blessing my soul

I can feel something cold

not fear, my blood

I imagine to see, but my sight is asleep

my brain is not

there is so much pain

I can hear what I breathe

not air but some speech

a funeral echo far away

yet some creatures are here

on my unseen skin, consuming my hands

they are devouring me, they are devouring me

devouring me

boundless dark in my inner self

my life is passing by

the blackest silk, crawling worms

this is my coffin I am dead