Constrict
Earth Crisis
Gomorrah's Season Ends (1996)

Rage has ruled me for so long that I don't want to think anymore
I've tried to claw my way out, but I am sealed in
It seems the game is designed to make me lose
It's weight slowly drags me down
I draw a breath as I slip under
The dim light fades as descent begins
I have to fight my way through
Stark flesh sinks through the freezing liquid darkness
Pale hands bound before me, rushing deeper with every heartbeat
I will not relent to despair
As depression contricts it's coils close in around me
Depression contricts
My will is the blade that cuts the coils from around me.