Straight jacket

Through the full moon's gloom I only assume a once flaming sun renaming the shining further reminding and defining a dead planet through each new rising night.

Through the echoes of tyrants of the past all malevolent ask for mercy within moments of last. As death is the life I breathe with every breath until no will is left.

As black body bags never lack a pile as i smile before he who begs. As life is within ignorance as sin is sweating outfrom skin as the bloodshed-ing is this song I sing only you to me you bring.

As the serenaded melodies fall to all deaf ears your left for death through the orchestras of fears only summed as the death kissed ventriloquist very silent he must become or through violent thrill he will succumb.

It's but a whisper in the night what no one can hear words with throat cut murder to murmur thoughtless blood never mattered from your fate through my hate just clap back the thirty-eight.

As the street cursed designed thug through indelible thirst you think your life sucks mine is worse minus the rite day of course with no light I feel no real remorse but only my lonely pitty for thy self and my s****y state of my mental health of course.

Free falling into the depth as death is calling walking endlessly from a place and to a place forever unknown where others can call a home forever closer I become alone.

As time tics of my mind can they fix all the pain from a shattered brain only time will tell as everyday I welcome the orchestrated hell that through it's symphony I orchestrate oh so well.

As pain is life to live through with everything to gain another death I will give for another day to remain. As I give praise to the hell when I say to be raised.

Through the delirium I see no light through the nocturnal night I truly invite the darkness through its heartless apatite to consume me through spite without a fight I render my soul as I surrender in whole.