I breathe another wasted breath,
Take one step closer to my death,
A long lonely road lies ahead
With vultures who circle round the dead.
Decisions that have lead me here,
Were made on whims or in fear.
Regrets, things that plague my mind,
I fear I can't leave the past behind.
Step, by step, by step I lead,
My history not far behind.
Beat, by beat, my heart starts to bleed
As darkened thoughts begin to recede.
Falling to the floor with a silent sound
Alone in the dark, no one else around.
The voices hushed, torment no more.
Free at last? Let my dark soul soar.
Circling in the sky,
Upon blackened wings I shall fly
And feed upon my deathly deed,
As all vultures whom me precede.