already there

stained like the rust on a tin can,paper thin,hollow heart,a ghost in the world of the damned

screams in the motels,screams in my mind,darkness,perversion,no lighted path to find

lost in the madness,struggling on,stumbling through this eternal,forever sadness

this journey has destroyed all i held close,all i cherished,gone like a whisper in a dying souls throat

the end the last dance has come to pass no rest for my spirit,as i pay for my past

eternal death, hell holds no fear,i have already passed through there

the last breath will be so cold as it leaves my shattered soul