Laughing becomes my permanent solace.
A crimson smile hides my true intent.
My soul in the distance, never to be content.
The voices scream, they constantly ramble.
A heart of gold is now picked to shambles.
Eyes be glazed in a happiness coat.
Down the River Styx my soul doth float.
Twisted new realms that none ever heard of.
Breedind ground for hate and I to consume love.
Love me, why me, why is life not fair?
Burn in Hell, dear friends. I no longer care.
Fin... now fade to black.