No Sincerity from Anguish by Noose

Knowing my life, leaving would be key. Always battling myself, no room for relief. My time on this earth tends to be in weak form. It's too bad that loneliness became the norm.

Please help me change to what I should have been. I don't know how to live by my means. Who am I to expect anything? Bring me down to my core, where I will find nothing.

Break the ground above me, dig me out grain by grain, rip out the heart in me.

Empty mentality, no motive for causality. With the twist of a blade, life leaves no sincerity.

Leave the wasted effort for those far too gone. Selfishness is now all I can breed. I am my own, but I am no longer in need.

Stain my skin. Wash out the man that I was within. Defined as nothing. Not one worth loving.

• Metal
• heavy metal
• Tampa