Testo Withered (A Goodbye)

Looking at myself
i never felt that weak before
through eyes of compassion
i see, i see, i see, i seeeeeee
a bitter old man
who is trying to adore
the young lovers
the young beautiful
i keep on trying
it will break me down one day
this old body
is ready to face the pain
digging into my last remains of self-esteem

howling - at the dead moon, departed ego
digging my hole, burying MYSELF
it's coming closer, can feel my own decay
bleeding dry - dying restless

EMPTINESS EMBRACING her loyal son

STARING AT NOTHING, staring at nothing replacing my life with solitude

this fragile laughter is killing me
it's killing me, it's killing me, it's killing me

light-hearted minds, red flesh, blue eyes
it's killing me, it's killing me, it's killing me

THIS FRAGILE LAUGHTER IS KILLING ME