Enclosure (Loss)

The first time I came close to death was in the beginning of my change The reaction of my body stroke my soul like nothing else Senselessness mends all that's weak The pain I felt pushed me to seek Tortured by my past I went just deeper in my vain Strength by what I found I couldn't wait to see the end The dark side of mentality Deeper than all I have seen Weed, rest, waste, gone Stab, blow, choke, free Reached the gate I reign my end with possibilities of making it original The greater I fall into sleep remembrance increase Sacrifice of life to be Remembered to those left behind Weed, rest, waste, gone Stab, blow, choke, free