In Times Of Weakness My Being Is Compromised Lyrics

Funeral Fornication In Times Of Weakness My Being Is Compromised

I am in defeat
Conquered and forgotten
So very cold
So very alone

Soullessly I drone
Lost within this sea
Of Misery and sorrow
Waves that do not clean

My appearance is as a corpse
Though I still breathe the air
But still I endure decay
Forever decay

I am compromised