I looked myself in the eyes 
 Perhaps a glance of misperception
 the weary twilight in my soul 
 I long [bad word] words

 I'm scared but I try to smile
 repentant for all my sins
 Will I ever be the same again? 

 I'll wait to face the prison of my life
 The remnant of old and painful memories
 Imperceptible to some, yet so harmful to all
 I taste love and hate
 blindfold for a clear insight

 [bad word] delusions and denial 
 I agonize my self-hatred
 I reminisce the endless afterbirth
 I fall on my knees
 And surrender to my demise

 I conceal myself right now
 Just in case your darker half should try to get out
 Is it all worth while?
 'Cause near the end we all long to die...