The blood from a poet's eyes tempt a broken soul to take their life.  Bodies stretched so far over time.  Darkness envelops its rhythm, and continues to commit crime.  An ocean of madness spreads within, as blacker colors burn our skin.  Bones begin to wreak, and the heart begins to scream.  Muscles tear and age, to define we all have no face.  Eyes fade to white, and breathe turns to dust, you muster for words, but your tongue is rust.  Teeth decay and ears fall off. Nails in our brain left to feel insane, with no bed to lay.  You can't run when there's nowhere to hide, you running in a maze of lies.  Whats left to survive if we can't feel whole inside.