A few before the evening,
everything will be shining bright,
persisting you continue
you'll never see the morning light.
music is pumping louder,
it's all running to your head,
wound up all night,
in the alley they'll find you dead.
crowd encases you around,
dancing fervor brings you to a sweat,
world is growing hazy,
humanity must be losing a bet.
when the candy sets in,
your mouth ajar and only screaming,
organs suffer onward,
last thoughts are of you writhing.
Are you in heaven now?
Is this ecstasy?