O whispered voices of the aether
I hear you call to me
Piercing the veil of illusion
That clouds my reality
Dissonant whispers of madness
Clawing at my skein
Psychopathic strands of aura
Ensnaring my soul
Their thorns tearing into my essence
I refuse them taking hold
Dissonant whispers of madness
Clawing at my skein
The voices never leave
I cannot break these binds
My soul is slowly drained
A shell is left behind
Is this how life is?
Is this my fate?
I deny the shackles of my brain
And spit into corruption's face