Sick Of Will

Can't ever win against my sin
I find i'm made of dust again
Look away from evil desplays
Shadows on your walls come from my eyes

If i could only be, if i could only be your master
You'll torture me until the die i die to you
If i could only learn to ignore myself and let you burn away
Save myself from your decay
Leave me every time i'm up you come to hold me down, hold me
I see i've got nothing left to show you now show you
Want to decide to commit willicide
I chew the chains i wrapped again
In my dream see what i've seen
The sun will dry you up and burn the dead away