crawl back to the comfort of your black womb step inside the fortress of mayhem and doom circled by trenches full of filth catastrophic end as the last deed before your last breath
seize this moment and gaze into wishing well white words spoken by the black hearted angel from hell
is it the devil that crawls deep inside you a tumor that whispers the ultimate truth tortured by dreams whilst awake fractions of past and of memories untamed
twitching and gasping for air falling deep in despair unable to breathe unwilling to speak