Empty Face

I try, to get it out of my head I'm paralyzed, we're all nothing in the end The final hour, ignorance or agony As death devours, there can be no in between

Whispers from the Reaper, I can hear the scythe drag He's calling out my name; I feel it pulling me closer One more step until the blade is pressed into my throat Will this be the end of everything I've ever known? This dread, it never ends I'm begging, pleading, shaking, just make it quick Ugh Such a perilous, desolate plane of existence My body withers 'til I meet my tomb Cold breath, wrapped around my neck And I'm reminded of the temporary path I tread What's the point? Will it ever be answered? I fall into the darkest place again Lost inside the shadows, reaching for the light I can't seem to find it, there's no hope in sight

I can feel you every day More and more you show your empty face Make me bleed, don't waste my time Every breath I take, more in debt to life