From the recording Illusions Of Self Worth


What you're looking for was never here_Dead weight to mold_In reflections of the vain_You'll find a vacant body_Growing hollow_Still warm inside_Slowly disintegrating_Nothing left to sacrifice_Suffocating by your expectations_From this branch that hangs me_Above these dreams as dead as me_Nothing left to give_You consume every last piece of me_Until I stand for nothing_Nothing at all_(Chorus)Illusions_Of self worth_Self WorthKill me_I'm a slave_