'To cease to exist is what I am after.'
I thought silently, then I masked it with laughter.
I looked in the mirror, cursed my reflection
Then I winked at it as a playful banter

I swear my head is a house of slaughter.
You better lock your doors and mark your borders
As I come like wolves to happy mortals
And destroy all hope like a rain of mortars

I stand in a crowd, let the people pass me by
The flood of smiles as I'm trying not to break down and cry
A hurricane of lies spins the web of our demise
A purpose is a disguise when the times are hard

I count to ten, twice, let the storm calm down.
But the waves come crashing down from the starboard bow
I either swim or sink, so I live or die
But I cannot swim when my thoughts are paralyzed