Texty: For The Love Of. Feasting On The Will Of Humanity. Flatline.

You lie there still - the never ending feel of happiness is your goal - now blackness surrounds more and more - your god has pulled the plug.
You have no life.
Now you are nothing to the world.
Twisting apart your own fate. Wishing that your past life never left you. So your redemption comes let me come back in.
The light surrounds more and more - your God put back