Life?

Is that what they call it?

Sometimes I can't even recall it

The worst that I ever let be

Was when you took control over me

Giving into fear, releasing such freedom

Forfeiting the keys to this rotten kingdom

Falling away are all the memories

Being gnawed off by you little fleas

Animosity fuels this clever machine

Greased by sweat of the tortured unclean

Poured into our soulless shells

That crack with each ring of the bells