Suffered a legion of blood and despair 
Naked and twisted scratching in this empty skin 
Perverse and destroyed 
forgery of what used to be 
Drowning in the absence 
Of self sustaining chemistry 

Delay, decay 
Filling up the cavity 
To staunch the sickly feeling of death, of death 
Killing me the tragedy 
This torture scene is purity 
You will see inside of me 
The growing of this malady 

Do I fade away 
Do I gasp for air 
Do I live out a life that was preset 
Even if I [bad word] to the day I die 
Do I waste my time 

We'll just live out our lives anesthetized.