Entrance to Insanity
From across the hall he spoke and I know
that deep within my eyes he saw no soul
I’m so alone yet I must toke
to escape my conscious life
this fucked up chronic malady
In my mind I know the truth
(that life, the universe,)
and everything we know will one day die
So should I try to make a truce
with God, my family
and all these fucking shadows in my eyes
Is it chance
or is it fate?
The chains of life, they wind so tight
How can They keep us wrapped up in this hate?
It all made complete perfect sense… to repent…
The demons in my mind must speak no more
So should I try to take a chance to save myself?
To shed… the darkness in
My ill-begotten past that haunts me
The cold and clammy concrete bricks
An understanding soul rests in her chair
Although she tries her best to fix… my broken self
The evil that pervades my mind is there
I never seem to know what’s right
But every time I’m wrong I feel my heart
Aching, calling out to me, and my sickened mind
It makes me question every action
I’ve done all that you’ve asked, why aren’t I sane?
The right of all
is the blight of I
How can I cleanse my mind and soul?
How must I rid the darkness from my eyes?
Your spoken words can’t ease my pain
Yet silently dark words reveal a plan
They claim to rid me of this strife
But shall I heed the morbid call:
My God requires human sacrifice
Flash! A blinding light
A quiet mesh of red and flesh
A rush of panic deep inside me
The smell of death is fresh
The shocking grimace haunts my nightmares
What is this twinge I feel?
A disheatening revelation:
It’s not usually this real.
Ooh
Am I being trolled?
The entrance to the end is waiting just around the bend
*solo*
*slow bridge*
This path I travel all alone
Scorned and shunned by everyone I meet
And in this unfamiliar room, I sit and think
If we’re all crafted in His image, then
why do I endure this constant hell?
Am I being trolled?
The entrance to the end is waiting just around the bend
