Take a deep breath of the air,
Can you smell the fear,
Of an empty mind,
A future folorn!
Open you eyes and look into the blackness you've created,
Don't you know that your feeble mind has anticipated,
Always deprived of what it really needs to see before it,
But your broken thought presents it only with a pile of shit!
Scratch your arm and penetrate it,
Can you feal the pain,
Of an unencumbered,
Creation at play!
Wrap your body about the electric chair you are sitting in,
In a moments notice everything you haven't will be gone,
Are you happy that you have taken away which you never had,
Banished the thoughts that would be your only saviour in this darkened night!
Sell your body to the morbid,
Envelope the putressence,
Engage the monarch flesh,
Ah, fucking mammon.
Lobotomize that excuse for your silent living in the corner of a dark room,
A lightswitch that slowly moves away with every breath that you take,
Exhale the pollen of death into the air and then continue to inhale,
Bang your head into the wall and introduce rock to where there was nothing!