Thursday 30 May 2013

Nightmare Therapy

Brainwashed in feeble ways,
Poison integrity with resistance, for all it's worth.
My vision turns to shame,
My mind will never let me forget this, my feelings hurt.

The doctor said that I'm wasting away,
Chained to my bed, no hope for recovery.
Kill me,
Kill me, my mind's in disarray,
Rid me,
Rid me of this prosperity.

All sense has gone, dressed in thick mahogany,
Spoon-fed too long, mental sanctuaries.
Insulting thoughts burn intelligence in flames,
Everything's wrong, it's such a tragedy.

The future's in the past, I will return and kill this trend,
Answer a call to arms, trust my beliefs and let this end,
Let it end!

[Marc x]

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