Body count arises,
The cause leaves little survival,
Naked and barely breathing,
My home gone to the destruction,
Calling my demons,
My nightmare induced voices,
Ironically keeps me sane,
Though it drives a nail,
A rust ridden one of hell,
Repeatedly screeching a noise,
Scraping of demons claws,
Digging deep within the edges,
Will a satisfying thud,
Along with a soft crack,
The soft outer skull,
Now was spilled,
Similar to an egg,
Pushed ever so slightly,
Into submission of revealing the yolk,
The grey brain matter is shown,
It barely hanging by the stem,
Blood pours by the gallon,
I sigh in relief to have calmed them,
The people upset the voices,
For the voices to not hurt,
Their whims must be heeded,
Punished the ******,
For you can be forgiven,
Human flesh taste of victory,
While the mind does of love.
Naked and barely breathing,
But we are alive none the less.

I cannot speak,
Could not foresee,
It was a danger,
My judgements was led astray,
By liquor and talk of women,
The ugly truth of my sin,
Is I always try to hide,
Committing a crime of passion,
I want to desperately say,
But world's weight crushes me,
That is the lie I tempt to deploy,
As it was a lady of the evening,
I spent a night with not of love,
It was voracious lust,
Twas gluttony of ***,
Promised my hand to another,
Spent it in another's arms,
Now my name and money pay,
Not known as a saint,
Just the cheating dog,
My wallet cries with pain,
Every cent ripped from itself,
That night cost me my life,
Now I am forever gone,
Goodbye my friend,
I'll see Reaper at my rope.