This force that resides deep in my treasure chest.
Teeming with vices and creativitiy.
Subject to inconceivable magic and vitality.
Equally meaured with phycotic tenadncies
A place where angels and demons play cards.
A soul thats bitterley sweet ,and a mind that's gone to far.
How much does this devilish madness cost me?
The same price from here to eternity.

I hear the vacant screams within my mind, I wait for the day to melt  into the sublime.

How did I get so sick? The devil Parades my existence and pokes my sensitive skin with a stick.

I value solitude, just enough to devour my loneliness, this wretched illness I suffer alone, I pray to my soul to take me home.