My strength is nothing but an illusion
I am just a normal human
Roaming a world of pestilence
Black reaper bears the weight of the guilt
Tired and worn down
Wanting out of the life that’s built
My strength is nothing but an illusion
I am just a normal human
Parasite in my skull
Pessimism bleeds to the brain
Resentment flows through these veins
Guilt is worn best with shame
Exhaust all enemies
Press forward like a centipede
Manifest the things inside
Bear the weight of negativity