Steadily it grows,
beastly it grinds,
busy all times,
taking it’s times,
to destroy my time
on this busy earth.

Silently it eats
cowardly it steals
cautiously it takes
brutally it kills.
It has silently, cowardly,
cautiously and brutally
killed all my hopes and dreams.

Agony, it’s all I have.
Anger, is always in me.
Remorse, it’s so ever near me.
Plight, it’s all I have.
Oh, what has come to be my life,
I wish for no one else.

Agony, anger, remorse,
it has filled my heart.
It has bruised it,
it has crushed it,
it has left it in ashes.
Burning, crushing,
tearing, hammering,
drilling and finally
destroying what’s inside.