Torn the flesh does the monster consume the grave is calling and I dance with glee towards my demise .

Counting scars making new wounds all the time does the trigger appeal to you or just the outcome ?

Lets bleed for no reason and get lost never to return as one.
Fractions of many will be trampled by the few.

With help from old friends and a quick fix keep away from the windows and lock your thoughts far away from.your heart .

I'm the fool dancing happily on the outer wall .

Devils find promise in the loaded deck where madmen seek nothing at all.

Tombstones mark the many .
And you simply are standing upright for now .

The rattle snakes venom such dark pleasures cast beyond the page .

We can no longer pretend .

The madman needs nothing but a asylum but hides as well on a empty street.

Scarecrows stand casting shadows tall in summers heat.

Nobody wants to see there truths clear .
Blind yourself while you can for the worst is still ahead .

And the darkness consumes the best of us all.

I know the highway you choose to ignore .

Madness is always within the miles yet unseen that lay ahead .

There's no detour through hell.
Simply a straight line .