L'appel du Vide

How will I survive?
The shadows of absence
Have gripped my eyes,
The wind brushes your
Voice into my mind
I am shackled by the melody
Of madness inside..

The winter wind as dead as I,
The cold takes it's place
Freezing deep down inside
And the very moment I saw you again
I had lived this countless times..
These walls have no place to hide.

Your eyes bear the mark of decay,
Your lies always able to find a way
To penetrate my broken fucking mind
And now I lay,
A lost soul, dead, and damned to rights..

My wrists bruise from your grip..
Forced to make the choice
From the fountain of death,
I am forever lost to the void
My heart aches to remember
The sound of her saving voice..
But you will rape me of all I have
Just as you always have before.

Will this never cease to be
The hate, bitterness,
Abandonment lock inside of me,
Haunting me,
Will you never be satisfied
By my fucking screams..

Im begging to be free,
Just fucking finish me,
I have no strength left
To fight this misery.
Your voice echo's like a thunder,
Commanding me
Demanding me
Condemning me
I failed to be alive..

The void calls my name..
Maybe I should answer..

I have nothing left to hold,
To carry me through the abyss.
My mind is crushed by the feel
Of your cold, undenying kiss.
In order to live through this,
As I have a thousand fucking times..
I open my arms to you,
L'appel du Vide.