Existence

It's over it's finished, I am dead inside I'm not gonna feel anymore I am dead, please bury me, I am dead Our relation-creation of dark passions I am forever sbudued and tranquilized Your desertion-converting from my eyes My feelings caught in your jar like fireflies This sensation-frustrations of simplified minds My dreams they die as they lie on the naked floor This dimension-ascension to sullen despair Your eyes they lie as we cry to the tired sky It's over it's finished, I am dead inside I'm not gonna feel anymore I am dead, please bury me, I am dead...