I can feel it slowly die
This poison heart
I dream of my redemption
But it falls apart
I reach out for the divine
Afraid to slip
I feel it suffocating
So I tighten my grip

Everything I covet I destroy
All the things I love are dead
As I reach out to cradle life
Within my hands it rips to SHREDS

I am my worst enemy
And my every fear
This part of me I cannot hide
Has [bad word] so clear
I just can't stop myself
Once it's begun
I have no choice but to embrace my own
Self [bad word]