Burned Soul - Disarray, Dave Brockie

In a frail mental state

Can’t pick myself up from this all time low

Looking back on past days

Where I have been, what have I done?

My frustration escalates

To the point of self-extinction

For I have been thrown into this hell

My day to day fight to exist, there’s no point in life

Nothing to gain

Hatred builds within me

Blistered mind erosion

Darkness swallows me whole

Demons live in my burned soul

Reached the end of my chain

Can’t find a reason to proceed on

Like a pistol, point blank

I’m expected to f*cking go off

Innocent lives I’ll take

Without reason, without remorse