| The next two minutes are going to be Hell, even though I wish you well, I know inside a cell with a merciless demon you dwell. Inside of me! Inside my soul! Inside the world of want, inside the world of hate! inside the world of wicked fate! Embrace the spikes as they are pushed into your chest, you must learn the questions to the test, even though speaking in morbid force, you don't understand the answers, you just bow then fearfully accept your state, your place, I can see it written on your face, property of that which cannot create. This rides going to be a painful one! this pride is a truthful one! When its all said and done, I'll be the one standing over your lifeless body with a smoking gun! The door's red, blood splattered hell, wishful thinking on my part. Your dead, I'm happy, now its gentle in my head! this can't last forever, so more over I know to the insanity I draw ever closer! |
