I love rooms with natural light
And open windows
September mornings
When the air is cold and dense
And clean like running water
Running water fills the room
And washes it.
Above the town things
Start to stir
And cars, few, run on
The things that I love in life are few,
too.

Polished and refined,
With death I have found
A life below ground
A place I can call mine
Destruction and evil deeds
A breeding of pure hate
Is all that I can create
Out of all these heartless seeds

I punch them in
To the deep sullen dirt
Water them with vengeance
And a sprinkling of hurt
Tonight is the night
I find what dwells below
I don't have a key
But I can bargain with my soul
As I place it into these seeds
I am but reeds in the grass
I'm letting go
Only Heaven knows
The blackness of Hell's wrath

I plant my lifeless soul in this plot
To groom it as it grows
So slowly that nobody knows
It's the place the devil goes to rot
Watered with tears, warmed with fire
And as time stands still, never changing
This fruition of evil continues growing
Until the depths of hell can go no higher

Then it will bloom
A flowering gloom
Growing out of control
The ground will harden
In this here garden
Fertilized by my soul

My love is *****
My love is cheap
My love is the poison that your body seeks
My heart is pounding
Its awful sounding
I can't stop the feeling
Life's losing meaning
Your heart is pure
But you aren't sure
Can you hold on or will we go wrong
Its all up to you
There's nothing to do
Just sit here and wait for word of my fate

Drugs don't numb what cant be touched but you can't cut it out eather.
Beauty occurs when you forget you exist.
I choose the life of insanity.