Dead Poet

Each Day Withers Away To The Hands Of Time
I Pray Nothing More Will Come From My Misery

Embedded In My Soul

I Scream
Till My Lungs Collapse
Faded Existence
My World Turns To Black
Nothing In Sight
But The End
Enveloped In Darkness

I Am Broken

All I Feel Is Misery
All I Hear Are Screaming Voices

These Words Do Not Mean Anything
Fallen From A Dead Mans Mouth
These Words Can Not Change Anything
I Am Set Upon My Path (x2)

Each Day Grows Closer
Till I Will Meet My End
Each Day Grows Colder
I Can't-Wait To Be Dead
You, Will, Forget My Name
You, Will, Forget My Face
(Dragged To My Grave With The Hands Of Time)
You, Will, Forget My Name
You, Will, Forget My Face
(Dragged To My Grave I'll See You On The Other Side)

A Dead Poet Means Nothing To Me (x4)

Now Read This Littered With Misery
As My Depression Writes This For Me
This Isn't A Goodbye. No Need For A Eulogy
Leave Me in The Ground And Bury My Memory
Bury My Memory

(Withers Away)
Each Day Withers Away To The Hands Of Time
I Pray Nothing More Will Come From My Misery

A Dead Poets Words Mean Nothing
Mean Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Means Nothing