[ti:In My Last Mourning]
[ar:Thy Light]
[al:]
[03:51.11]The clock's hands fold,
[03:58.72]I feel pulsing in my chest
[04:17.45]all the agony of one more day,
[04:37.93]in this world of darkness.
[04:48.67]Through my nostrils,
[05:17.84]runs the smell of my own death
[05:36.28]printed on the grey sunday sky.
[06:29.79]I kill myself,
[06:38.97]take my life...
[07:40.35]In my last mourning I realize
[07:55.17]I've always been the nothing I feared becoming...