Psychoticlysm

Tantalizing toxins fall upon me,
Death's my only option.
A tantalizing toxin fall upon me,
Death's my only option.

For the only matter of existence
Is mental confrontation.
Battles lost from within,
A beacon of madness.

What was once my crutch, my fire,
Now smoldered without desire.
Sanity kept complete by family.
O' mother, how I miss you dearly.

I won't be the one to face
The world in this broken state of terror.
Blind avoidance emerges as a bleak psychosis.

A martyr of these worlds, decimated,
Forced to agonize, a testament of the
Truly greatest prize.

Monuments of a battle lost within,
Now arise and gibe right before their very eyes.
A martyr of these worlds forced to agonize,
Should I try to rebel or will death suffice?

A voice of nothingness,
Now numbing my psyche.
I won't be prisoned in such disposition.,
This struggle is lost.

Blind avoidance now emerges
As a bleak confined psychosis.
A tantalizing toxin falls upon me,
Death's my only option.

For the only matter of existence
Is mental confrontation.
A martyr of these worlds, decimated,
Forced to agonize, a testament of the
Truly greatest prize.

Monuments of a battle lost within,
Now arise and gibe right before my very eyes.
Sick psychosis!