The Vice of Voices - Death Therapy

Oceans of Doubt

Rivers of confusion

Plaguing my mind

With disillusion

Why am I here

The question haunting me

My deepest fear

What if there’s no reason

Voices

Of fear and confusion

Take hold of my mind

Distorting my vision

Make truth hard to find

Voices

Betrayed and abandoned

Unable to stand

Sweat drops of blood fall

Through holes in my hands