They convince us
Make us craze the rare, 
The unorthodox, the plagues that once existed 
Without a trace they have escaped without care
Now they are back 
Hiding out with knives 
Waiting to cut you open 
Like so, they plant within me 
And I do the slaying 
Only what a delusion
It is solely me 
And my rotting perception 
Denying my evil 
Trying to explain these terrible things
That have latched onto my mind 
That have clouded my sanity 
Of what is right and what is wrong
I beg not to be crazy 
I beg not to be cruel 
I beg to see a reality 
That exist within the light 
To not crave, 
To not anger, 
To not lust,
To let me live a normal life
Only we are fed the lie 
That if it is not intense, not crazy 
It is meaningless
We are boring, we will fade away 
Into meaning nothing 
And existing as dust 
We will die, forgotten 
As few select others will rise 
Into being everything 
Living on forever 
As we go back to the black
To never exist
Killing even our cries 
Even our laughters 
This is why I beg to slaughter 
And to fight for my right 
To stay alive within these minds
Or so I fraud
Of not being scared
I am terrified and lonely
With no real companion
Alive in no head
Telling myself tis why
But I will never know
It is all a desloated try
To understand this empty heart of mine