Habit Fulfilled

Substance abuse A chemical dependency Feeling confused Taste the power inside of me Suppressed, depressed One more hit and you will be free Hatred, anger is boiling over But your drugged eyes can't see Habit fulfilled Crushing your will Habit fulfilled Feel your blood spill Remain insane Pain is with you till your dying day Convulse, repulse Watching death cook under a flame Needing, bleeding One more time you will play the game Never conquer Within death's grasp you will remain Habit fulfilled Crushing your will Habit fulfilled Feel your blood spill Feel the dirt on your face In the mirror of disgrace Just one more line, just one more hit Just one more fix and then you quit Soon you will let me in I'm your soul, I'm your sin Soothing rush is in your veins Destroyed your life, but I remain Remorse, recourse Self-abuse, sadistic intent Sliced veins, no pain Engulfed in hate as you descend Last breath, soon death Voices silent inside your grave