Consigned Lyrics

At dawn’s approach I lift my eyes in dread
Of consciousness, I shy, to no avail
The sickness that had nightly lain abed
Arises, all my senses to assail

For some, the sun illuminates the eaves
And promises the joys of a new day
Yet inky black is all that I can see
I shut my eyes and simply drift away

Yet e’en when in these reveries I swoon
Withdrawal fails in banishing the ache
And so I linger in this murky tomb
And soak in tepid agony awake

As such, I must consign my life to pain
And quell these fruitless wrestlings in vain