Every breath feels like a knife to the chest;
Nobody listens: nobody cares,
Scars on the arms; scars over the heart.
False smiles go on for a thousand miles,
Everything hurts but I go on like a marionette,
Pandemonium reigns over me like a storm.

I can’t stand the white noise inside my head;
Like nails on a chalkboard,
I wanna vanish into the dark side of light.
I want to simply forget:
No more fake friends, no more playing pretend.
I’d like to fade into dust in the arms of a dying sun.

Stuck in a perpetual loop of hopelessness;
Kindness erodes into hate,
Distress eats away at my mind like an insatiable beast.
I want to close my eyes and let it all go;
I wanna break down and shout it all out,
Walls close in on me as I struggle to breathe
Someone reach out and pull me out of this horrible dream.

We beg to be broken by love,
In hopes of feeling alive for just a moment;
Drunk on the feeling of bliss.
Over and over we touch the fires of lust;
Endlessly descending into heartache:
A bittersweet aphrodisiac.

Every kiss is a scar on the heart,
Every sweet nothing is a beautiful lie.
Oh, how good it feels to hurt:
Ecstasy buries us in a sea of false hope.
Promises made in a state of blind faith;
Unreciprocated feelings left to die in a casket meant for two.

We beg to be broken by love:
A guillotine built for hopeless romantics.
Sent off to Limbo by the patron saint of heartache;
Bleed well and bid blind romance farewell.
Perpetual suicide of the soul:
Holding hands with loneliness until the sun rises again.

The Heavens fade to black;
Angels wail as they burn and fall into the sea,
Blood and bones cover the ocean floor;
Watch the empire of Indulgence writhe and bleed,
Let the tears of glee run down your cheeks,
Unholy hymns of victory fill the stormy sky.

Devil’s crown rests upon the severed head of God,
Knights in service bow to me;
The highest angels impaled on stakes for all to see,
Sorrow blooms into delight: a flower of infernal light,
The death of love brought forth this monumental maelstrom.

Compassion ever so pure was torn asunder;
A soul so deeply enamored wept to me to hear its plea,
To bathe those who stole its other half in fires of white;
With its prayers and cries, I lit the night: a triptych
Painted with embers and blood;
When dawn arises all of Heaven will be gone.

Every night music plays;
Endless tracks fill my head as my knuckles bleed.
Metal, Punk, Goth, Thrash, etc: concerts all the same.
One night stands or relationships simply end;
When will my time in Limbo end?

Drugs and drinks are my only friends,
Tonight ends with a cigarette in my hand again.
Sleepless nights become the norm as I find a home,
Worn and tired from all this ****
I wear the wings of violent temperament.

This endless cycle is a boon and curse:
Venomous Ambrosia:
Euphoric addiction holding me tight.
I wear this wreath of bones with pride and
Watch over my kingdom from the shadows of night.

Listen to the voices of the old ones,
Festering disease: madness brings you to your knees.
Sew the strings of lunacy into your limbs;
Become a marionette to their whim.
A plaything willing to commit all atrocities in their name.

Laugh away the pain;
Numb the aching of your bones with debauchery,
Blood and ashes fill your lungs;
War and Death become your only gods.
A puppet of made flesh made to dance the dance of hate:
Steel meets steel on a field of corpses
That feed the blackbirds of despair.

Insatiable hunger for the next victim of your blade;
No longer haunted by the stench of lifeless bodies,
Completely subservient to the voices in your head.
A true crusader born under their sacred rite:
To **** another human being for their righteous cause.