The Diseased And The Poisoned by Carnifex
These pages have become a mass grave for thought and reason.
This hellish maze inside my mind, a vortex for the diseased and the poisoned.
Now I find myself staring at two empty hands and I'll give everything I have.
But it's nothing.
I'll give you everything, but it's nothing.
Progression though depression.
Passion through deception.