enslaved in the confines of a cell

the murderous thoughts consume me well

i recount the revrie this cold night

with rain and lightning behind steel and madness





i walk the earth on the darkside

the wretched remained in my company

blood cascading from slit wrists

forced into societies bottomless pit

no one ever gave a shit

the over looked that lends a hand

to self destruction

a vice of a disenfranchised life

held close to the reapers comforting scythe



walk with me hold my hand come close to the living end

walk with me hold my hand come closee to the living dead





there once lived a man in this world

his name for the sake of lies would never tell

torturing the accursed with a whip and the words of a story

we all know well

crucifixion on the docket well not for me

a hand of a deceiver be only an enemy

I put the anger in his chest

2 hollow points did the rest

now hes rotting in hell



now it seems now i mean

something more to this world

so much more than i used to be

dosing on

that lethal injection

sets me free