I sit here staring into the midnight's gloom
I feel as though this house has become my tomb
For hours I've been lost in thought
Debating whether I should or should not

All night I've been digging into the graveyard of my brain
And as of yet I haven't located any remains
A part of me just wants to break down and cry
They other part of me can no longer deny

I can smell the stench of rotting emotions 
Feelings have decomposed from going through the motions
By forcing the words that have no meaning
Makes me feel like I'm being choked of my breathing

I know that it's too late 'cos rigamortis has set in
You can feel it when you touch me, the stiffening of my skin
See the vultures circling in the sky, overhead
They know something down here is already dead

It seems like forever since I wanted to end it
But for some reason, I managed to defend it
Too afraid to admit the truth I know is there
I just don't fucking care

I hold a passion for you that has long since deceased
I'm truly sorry my dear I must let you rest in piece
So put the finishing touches upon your coffin
Let the march of the funeral procession begin