I hate my life

I speak in versus
For prophecies
I hate my life

A miracle is coming
Somehow descending
I speak in versus
Lying for my life
Lest we forget
The madness not ending
I hate the smell of death
When the world is clouding me
I hate my life

I whisper in versus
For casualties
I hate my life

Sick of undefined lines
Buried alive
Through your blinded eyes
Buried alive through portal of lies
Dark holes dwell within
Very sufficient when comes to mine

I speak in versus
For malificent times
I hate my life

Sow my lips into tight strings
Blood leaks through my eyes to seek
Forgotten realms
Of silent screams

I speak in versus
For you to speak
I hate my life