Well I'm staring straight into the face of hell

You're so close and you can't even tell

I'm so wrapped up inside

Because I don't have much to love



Horrified I feel from pits unseen

Falling off my pedestal of plentiful deeds

As it crumbles down on top of me

I contemplate my lack of love



Come and save my soul

Before it's not too late

I'm not afraid to admit

How much I hate myself



All these gongs and cymbals ring inside my head