freed from depression you'll find no relief
caught in the network of mass disbelief
living things rot everything falls
flashing lights crashing into brick walls

welcome to my holy house of prayer
collector of souls in disrepair
draining your life the longer you stare
feeding for more till there's nothing there

think of the moments in your desperate life
countless bad choices that cut like a knife
the split in the road is a slit in your eye
temptations damnation are tears that you cry

you walked in your sleep for ten thousand miles
and wake up forgotten trapped in denial
sometimes you win but eventually fail
slowly but surely the devil prevails