Descent of a Tyrant - This Plague Lyrics

Concrete walls solidify my isolation
Mannequins voices scream for my sanity
The razors cold blade calls my name

Because the cold is the only thing keeping me warm
I am only calm in the eye of the storm
This life isn't worth fighting for
I am rotten to the core

I'm caught between a boulder and bullshit
A never ending sea of vomit

Salvation found in the bottom of a bottle
Answers to questions no one has
The noose hangs high
Waiting for me

Keep my friends far
But my enemies in my head
Solace is only for me
When pronounced dead

Do you call this living
Movement with no feeling

What the f*ck am I to choose
When the only thing left is the noose