Lost in a world that is broken, hiding from any fascination tonight
Watching you through fading light, hidden joy farthest from sight
You are not like the others who masquerade smiles and deceit
This world is vile and unworthy; a festering blight of selfish intrigue
Please believe me when I say you are not alone; you're just like me
Beautifully unhinged, with every word you bleed

Abysmal adulation, my spinal cord reverberates harmonious change
Obscure illusions, immersed inside inquisitive, provocative thoughts
Who can deny such devouring primal endeavors
Beneath each aching desire—strangled deep in the memory, I scorn
Pen in hand, I hear the call, when one door closes, altruism is key

Infested, impaled, slaughtered meat, and brimstone candy
Slumped on a throne with a pirate's dagger under a skeleton key
Drowning children in a gaping gutter of godless servitude
Putrid streams dripping puddles under the disemboweled
Drink the fornicating disease, backmasking a kaleidoscope clown
Forget me not as my ship docks, I will surely help you drown

Hold my head under a beautiful ocean
Watch me struggle with the glorious view
Sorrow brings tremendous emotion
With pure devotion, I think of you
Ignite self, ingest opposition,
listen to the sounds as I decay
Drowning keys, withered strings,
nestled in the spine of each vertebra
With all my might, I take this cup and drink
I take this flesh and partake in the final feast
We die from life to finally see the wrong blinded by the light
Each drop I give in the pool I create must linger forever online;
Without this, I am nothing

Castration of inward vibrations
reverberates through these impetuous echo halls
Catapult cadavers over scrupulous formalities
I choke on every word I hold
Let us baptize our divine ineptitude in a mortar of glorious lore
Most of them are oblivious to the revelation of rushing thunder
Dripping needles, perfidious servitude
teetering on the precipice of war

She slices the ribbon of an old tape cassette
Alone, she sits perched on the charred remains
She breathes in slow motion and recites the alphabet
Alone, she sits and embraces the inevitable change
A delicate flower of truth, love, and regret
A pulsating fountain severs the deepest vein
Flowing emotions puddle underneath the bed
Alone she sits, she is always alone

She sits on the bow and dangles her feet
A rigid, cloaked figure looms on the stern
She runs her hands across the skeletal vessel
Thick mist twists and slivers past her cheek
A coin-filled cage hangs off the Ferryman's arm
as he pulls an ore through the ominous glow
A rusty lantern rocks and steadily creeks
Bright green flames lick the Ferryman's robe
Into the void, into the churning ink
He gently rows across the river of woe
where no one hears her scream