My mind's in a mess, so cluttered with worry
Can't handle the stress, reasoning's gone blurry
The strings of my mind, break one by one
Myself I must find, livings no longer fun.
Falling through darkness, no landing in sight
This world is my weakness, my eyes see no light.
Is it angels I hear, or devils in the dark
Tell me what to fear, the flood or the ark.
The tightening noose bite's into my neck,
God, cut me lose, I shouldn't die yet.
No air in my lungs, I'm weakening fast,
My life's just begun, that step was my last.
The Devil appears from deep in his lair,