the world is a black cloud. my fragile ego plowed. running from the little lies that other men devoured. i can’t run no more. open the trapdoor. buried alive, do not revive, i’m deep below the floor.
this exhausted pride, i am sat astride. poison fog it chokes me when it takes me for a ride. the noose it makes me smile, it only takes a while. to blot out all the bile, so vile, that once just terrified.
i like telling lies. i like drinking blood. i like being hypnotized and falling out of love. every friend has gone. took off like a swan. leaving me to thrash and splash while dreaming of the dawn.
suffocating fear, rock-face so sheer. praying for the evil one to rescue me from here. the noose it makes me cry, a circle in the sky. when i go, i know, i will not ripple the veneer.
offer me a deal, make these gashes heal. cover me in jet-black scales like a serpent made of steel. and as my soul decayed, my talons each a blade. swooping down, to drown in blood with terrifying zeal.
get it over quick. incinerate my meat. put my name on all those lips there talking in the street. i will place my ace. their world i will deface. by showing i can disappear, but never be replaced.