paroles de chanson Solace; In Soil - Loathe

I drag my hands through the soil in hopes
To find my solace
An answer to this empty shell
I rub my fingers across my face
To remind me, of myself
A reminder I can't bare to recognise
That once was there is now gone
I resemble emptiness
A perfect picture, of denial
What's happening to me?
I'm staring into this void of existence Fading into this empty space
An empty space, made just for me
I'm so sick and tired of this
Disease When will this emptiness be erased?
I have lost my lust for living
No hope, no serenity
Life has lost it's meaning
I've forgotten what it means to be alive
No one should ever have to face this
No one should ever have to feel this
I can't help but feel so hopeless
As I shed a poison tear
I can only question
Where was my chance to bloom?
As I shed a poison tear
I can only question
Where was my chance to bloom?
It was never fucking, there
I'm so sick and tired of this
Disease When will this emptiness be erased?
I have lost my lust for living
I'm so sick and tired of this disease
When will this nightmare be done with me?
I have lost my lust for living