Celebrate desolation inside my home
Paintings and picture frames line the halls
Open my eyes to constellations
Difficult destination to embark upon
Dear guiding hands
Sending assistance among the haul
Amongst turbulence deft underrest
Why can't I see what I believe
Why can't I see what I have become
You strap yourself with a loaded gun
I feel that letting time fly
Opens up myriads of memories
You choose to grab or to be let free
Good to know I've never stopped at nothing
The insurmountable fact is abhorrent to replicate
So easy to be attacked, debilitate, satiate
Pensive detractors fret over the apparition
Soulless barricade of rhetoric bounty
Ive drawn upon my body, calligraphy
Abound the fold
My vestibule has been fought open
Dress yourself with a crossbow
I cant take it any longer
Dress yourself with a crossbow
Make war f*cking horror
Pill Age, try white tar heroin
I'm going down, whats the worst I could do
This world is better off without you