So it begins,
The gates of hell open,
I've lost control,
My hands deal damage to anything within reach,
But the pain I feel shows that I'm only damaging myself,
I'm sick of privacy invasion,
Disgusted by the loss of respect,
Even my music no longer calms me,
The only thing that can control the outbursts,
Lies,
5 days away,
So I say again,
Move out of my way because the Hellfire storms,
The molten ash,
And demonic thought upon which I shall,
Build an empire of frustration,
Flush through my hands, fists, and feet,
I can no longer control my inner thoughts,
My inner most demons,
Released upon this world,
I fear I am a danger to the ones,
I love,

Sick of temporary Solutions,
Fear is the only solution,
So once again the gates of hell,
Open....