The echo of the crows squawking your name
With the sweetest notes of forgetfulness
Seeing how you coexist with nothingness
Leading nowhere but circling the drain
Cornered, misery's provider
Mumbling with the spiders
Weaving the lowest of grieves
Pierced by a pitiful relief
The lament of those who wander
Cracking their wrists 'till it's over
Enter the kingdom of phantoms
Where the waste of the world prevails
Enter the kingdom of phantoms
An oblivion for the mentally decimated
Your last grasp dissolves in the dark
Disrupted, insignificant, you rest in fetid rags
Death comes and laughs behind your back
Peace never to come, your soul is forever stuck
Enter the kingdom of phantoms
Your soul is forever stuck
Cornered, misery's provider
Mumbling with the spiders
Weaving the lowest of grieves
Pierced by a pitiful relief
Enter the kingdom of phantoms
Where the waste of the world prevails
Enter the kingdom of phantoms
An oblivion for the mentally decimated