Images of my life as I lay dorment,
Flash through my eyes too much I try to scream,
All these people once loved seem foreign,
Pinch me is this real or is this a dream.

Blind from the truth as I breath and weave these lies,
Living in this fiction as I slowly die.

Just wither away,
The depths of the night echo our names,
Just wither away,
As the fog of souls let out our shame.

Just wither away,
Watch as my life flashes before me,
Just wither away,
Now I know the end is near not far from me.