Nearly asleep, now slumped over, leaning upon the bell.
Holding up in the abandoned churches belfry.
Psychotic nightmares haunting me, the demon of my mind, my only enemy.
Don’t question the source, its my only resource.
Dead end reached, bloody battle, waging on, the walls inside,
besieged.
War at the horizon.
War living in my smile.
War on top of the tormenting tower.
War forever, war every mile!
Gun raised, bullets blaze.
Into flesh they sink, those inflicted, their eyes glaze.
Crimson mist in the air, in victory I clench my fist raising it with power!
For war, I do care!
Hate for you, so enticing.
Love for the hate, so inviting.
Death upon you, rising.
Mercy in me, subsiding.
Depression never shall take me alive.
I’ll slit my own throat, before I become another suicide.
Suicidal thoughts are foolish, but homicidal threats help a man walk the extra mile.
Promise of prosecution of the papist pigs.
Execution for those idiots reveling in their own sloppy sins.
Making the rules only to break them like fools.
Setting them in place, expecting you and I to follow like tools.
To twist the bolt, to guide the screw.
The screwing of our brethren that being, me and you!
Hate in my veins.
My enemies writhe in pure pain.
Rage ruling this mind.
My enemies are torn apart from the inside.
The end has come, all now once said, done. |
