Apparition کے بول

Suffering from depression I wander into the dark Embracing the blackness And longing for death Trapped inside and losing my mind I try to escape the state of my pathetic life Rising from the wastelands I coldly emerge Looking for a shimmer of light And a purpose for being I will survive Reform my mind, turn from the lies Discover a renewed reason for living Oh, God, I long for release from this depth This hole in the ground where I dwell Unless you raise my wounded soul I will not survive my hell Help my weary feet to stand And take me in your hand Here I stand, my arms are raised Ready to believe Take away my pain and guilt Alleviate my grief I was once a working man Restore my failing health And if you answer my desperate cry I will humbly receive