That sick thought that festers so thoroughly

Since this thirst seems to thirst so strong

Since this fever won't leave the joints

Guess this sickness will consume me whole

And all I wish for is to fall asleep early

Shut my eyes and colour flows in

When they be opened in the morning

Void will be around and fever will gobble me

(I checked the time quite a few times

But it was never legible enough to comprehend

Hope is a wonderful thing

But I have none left)

Shallow breathing from under the plastic

And everything's improper just like doomsday

Reach for the light and fall into darkness

Seek renaissance and tread the oblivion path