The blood drips from the cup
It has come to this
My soul has fallen to the abyss

I've tried to run and hide
But there was no escape
Now I've made a grave mistake
I can't be saved,  just his disgrace
I'm sorry

I tried running, I really did
But they caught me
I was granted a second chance
They called it my destiny
Now look at me, writing poetry
Filled with anxiety
Holding on a sliver of humanity
A nobody, when all I wanted to be...
Was somebody.

What do you do
If your spirits feeling blue?
Grab a jacket, go outside
And don't forget your shoes!
Take a walk, enjoy the sun
And enjoy the breeze
It'll feel like heaven, unlike this hell
Which we're living.

One hand over the blade, another over the face
Breath in deeply and take a swing
Ignore the screaming, feel nothing
For he is smiling
For what you are sacrificing

So take a drink, have a sip
Pay no mind to what drips
Your mind has gotten dark
Your soul brands his mark
Hold your tongue and tell no secrets
For ignorance is bliss
Here in the apocalypse.

Candles on the floor, Angels ignored
Blood on the wall
Enlightenment forevermore

Fallen angels beg for mercy
Screams echo throughout
Yesterday a fading memory
Us children locked out

Its as I feared
God bailed out.

There was this little rat who was fat
Nobody liked him, but I took him in
Gave him a little hat  
And named him Ironclad
"Ironclad the fat rat"

My cat Wiccan didn't like him much
At first, he thought he was lunch
But soon they became friends
True friends till the end
They ate together, bathed together
And killed together
Did pretty much whatever
My two little treasures.

In these dark times, I cry
Though the dream has come at a close
I keep my head held high
Because I will not surrender, not to my foes

I have the courage to fight for what I love
The knowledge to see through the darkness
In these times I will heal those empty
No matter how black their soul is
I will raise their consciousness, Bring out their happiness
Because this world is twisted, utterly infected
But I hereby give out my own energy
So the world might be mended...
So the world might be mended...

As I walk down the spiraling staircase
Blood of tears run down my cheeks
I open the door to that room, that place
Where my soul will be set ablaze
A wonderful place
Filled with so many freaks
An awful place
Filled with so many screams
I'm wide awake in this dream
I wish to go back to sleep
But here I lay and here I'll bleed
Because I..
I believed.