1. THE NEXT LEVEL OF DEATH

Creeping in the cortex of my brain
Darkness flows through the cells
And a choking thought develops
Snatching my remaining will to live

Fumbling around in the dark
Found nothing but numbness
Is there still somebody else in the
Loneliness of my lifeless body

Caught inside myself
It is the infinite loneliness
Caught inside myself
It feels like the next level of death

Reaching, creeping, fumble for something
Yelling, twisting, hope for something

Reaching…Yelling…Creeping…Twisting

Caught inside myself
It is the infinite loneliness
Caught inside myself
It feels like the next level of death

Caught inside myself
It is the infinite loneliness
Caught inside myself
It feels like the next level of death