Orphalis - The Wolves Draw Near

With every breath drawn colors fade
Each step propels the heaviest of burdens
Joyous choirs beckoning
This mortal coil slips away from my grasp
Hated, defeated, crushed beneath
My piles of shame turned to litanies
Circling, vicious, the wolves draw near
My time has come, the exit clear
A thick coating of wet ashes
My past unsalvagable, nothing worth saving
Off of the throne, into the dirt
Voices commanding me into black purgatory
Whispers instructing my vice
Hopelessness fueling my goals
A hermit departs his cave
Decency long thrown away
With every breath drawn colors fade
Each step propels the heaviest of burdens
Joyous choirs beckoning
This mortal coil slips away from my grasp
Choices worsened the state I'm in
I was convinced of all my futile endeavors
My heart beating for what purpose
If not just to spite all who will forever be
Hated, defeated, crushed beneath
My piles of shame turned to litanies
Circling, vicious, the wolves draw near
My time has come, the exit clear
The longing bearable no more
Desires unrequited
A blank stare towards the stars
I now seek fortune
In the next plane
Peer into the darkest of blacks
The misery unwinding
Light floods my tired eyes
Possessed by intimate knowledge of
Ways to perceive my goals
Instructions to navigate the void
Structures paralyzing
Equations depicting what might be lost in all
Peer into the darkest of blacks
Cartographing the madness
Flames burn my withered hands
The markings of strenuous efforts
Paled in comparison
The torments awaiting me
Time, my time has come
The end intimidating
Should old acquaintance be forgot
It must mean for me to move on
My hate-filled heart long grown so cold
My gaze affixed, no turning back
I now can see past all the haze
Burdens lost to time at last
I cross the brink, I shed no tear
Lights flare
The skies await