Of Faults and Failures

In the darkest corners of my mind
Where all sense of purpose is to be left behind
A cavity grows beneath the whispering of throes.
"Decaying soul why do you betray us all?"

With my mind at unrest I seek to confess
I've grown weary from this struggle
To take my fate in my own hands and finally stand
Before the earth a purposeful man.

Too many days I've lain to waste waiting for a catalyst
While there's a fire burning in me
A cavity grows beneath the whispering of throes
"Decaying soul why do you betray us all?"

With my mind at unrest I seek to confess
I've grown weary from this struggle
To take my fate in my own hands and finally stand
Before the earth a purposeful man.

I must search within myself for a sense of purpose.

This dream will not falter;
This dream alone bestows life in me.

With my mind at unrest I seek to confess
I've grown weary from this struggle
To take my fate in my own hands and finally stand
Before the earth a purposeful man.

Deliver me from apathy.
A sense of purpose will set me free.

Deliver me.