Inactive Messiah - Before The End lyrics

This cold air in my chest This air that makes me breathless This cold gun in my hand This gun that won't stand restless I'm standing here with you Thinking six feet upon me I'm looking now at you Thinking of wood around me I can't raise my hand To blow me away in the air I can't pull the trigger To bury me down with despair I can't release the bullet To stuck inside my cells These thoughts are haunting my mind Just before the end I'm staring at my hand Staring at the shining steel Trying to free the lid Release the bullet to my head I know I won't be missed One more unobserved absence Your life will go on And nothing will have changed