Messenger

Tell me what have I become? A space filled with death Kept within my chest Holding a truth I will always reject As all inside starts to rest I'm left with the hope for a final look back When I filled my lungs with air When I barely tried to care A guest with no invitation Slowly strangling my imagination With every promise With every fate Whatever your prophets evaluate In search of words I try so hard to revelate As all inside starts to rest Fighting myself as I'm fading to black When I filled my lungs with air When I barely tried to care Erase the pain It remains the same When I filled my lungs with air Tell me what have I become? No more lies to you I'm done The more I try to handle myself Just darkness inside There's nothing else Messenger Take me back to the night Messenger Take me back into the night