Gate Creeper - Barn Burner

I’ve felt this burn, there’s no need to be concerned, left it at the gates,

no fear but still afraid

Then wake up and betray an instinct to give up and collapse all feeling despite

all the signs to ignore my own life

All this time still nothing sits and nothing stays

I remind myself that I can go on but once or twice, I see beyond the pain of

vice and condemn myself, I must go on

A lonely soul, devoid of self control

Hidden away, safety in self decay

Don’t hold out before you crawl out of this worthless state of denial despite

all the signs to ignore my own life

How vile, the stench of late, of no escape

Call on your hordes to ward off the lethargy