Depression, Obsession, Disorder, and Confusion
Magicians of the Illusion
Caught in the battle of the Delusion
Ranting and raving
Endless paths to your madness
When will it all cease
Why can't they hear me?
I'm screaming
I'm crying tears from the past, the future, and NOW
When can the agony become a soft, sweet feel..like a chainsaw to a body
I miss-no crave that
All I see is black, and there is nothing sweet nor soft about it
Many doors that all seem to be covered in your own blood
Rivers of Lye and your Lies surround you. You only have two options...
To die in the lye..
    To make up for ALL your lies by the Saw...
                           ....No Such Thing As Happily Ever After....