Charon

There's a price we all pay to Charon A price we pay for the ride You're damned if you do, damned if you don't Nothing remains but emaciated pride The urge for self destruction Again drags you into the pit Bristling with agony once more A voice deep inside your head screams FUCK IT! Spiraling annihilation Descent into the abyss A boiling, blackened violence and hatred Some fucker's gonna pay for this! A victim less crime of passion Or rape of mind and soul Or the bastard even destroys himself Violence and drugs to fill the aching hole The aching hole Consume to liberate Pour liquid fire on the pain Years of frustration finally went A hate so strong it's driven me insane Anyone could be the target And I've got time to kill How far salvation seems from me now One last laugh at anyone who can feel --- Charon - Benediction