Loss Enclosure
The first time I came close to death was in the beginning of my change
The reaction of my body stroke my soul like nothing else
Senselessness mends all that's weak
The pain I felt pushed me to seek
Tortured by my past I went just deeper in my vain
Strength by what I found I couldn't wait to see the end
The dark side of mentality
Deeper than all I have seen
Weed, rest, waste, gone
Stab, blow, choke, free
Reached the gate
I reign my end with possibilities of making it original
The greater I fall into sleep remembrance increase
Sacrifice of life to be
Remembered to those left behind
Weed, rest, waste, gone
Stab, blow, choke, free