This is the life
Blind as a bat
Can't hear a word you say
Here stick this knife
Under your hat
Do anything but pray
When one comes to mock you
Give a stab or two 
And be on your merry way

MY EYES THEY LOOK WITH SCORN
THOSE WHO CANNOT TO THEMSELVES BE TRUE
BUT ALWAYS SO UTTERLY FORLORN 
AT THEIR SOULS FOREVER BLUE
THE SKY IS WHITE, NOT AS TWAS BORN
FURIOUS WITH WHAT THEY DO
IN THE CLIMAX OF IT'S RAGE IT STORMS
IN A VERY UNCHEERFUL HUE

The water, too cold to drink 
My thoughts, too sick to think 
Evil a toxin, invading my veins 
Tremble and gurgle, like to the insane 
Welcome once more to my padded abode 
Where at one time a bright angel strode 
Fears of myself keep on coming in waves 
Soon to know how the unrestrained behaves 
Too much of one, not enough of two 
Without knife in hand, what's there to do

Slicing and Spilling and Reigning and Killing 
The man in power, ever more than willing 
Stab and Gut and Feast and Gloat  
Overpowering hatred in the end, sinks the boat

Electricity flowing from head down to toe
The great one's past say it's the best way to go
Incarnate mind buzzing thoughts of repent
Never reach conscience, to Hell will be sent

Driving forces, hopeless causes
Restricted knowledge, unknown losses
Throwing down all opposing views
Till finally nothing more to muse
Finding others increase the guards
Impaling with their glassine shards
Understand nil, accept no differences
Worship what the mentor says
Living life inside a dark box
Key to all 'cept your own locks
Seeking those with like mind-set
Ferocity consumes, no more blood to let
Pessimism forcing many to fall
Optimism letting loose the ball
Laugh at others why not yourself
Narcisism's great mental health
Point out all flaws, nothing bright
Yours be known, we smile in your fright
People addicted to any one thing
Using it for pleasure it'll bring
Over time will ravage dreams
Destructive are unlooked for schemes

why is the sour so overpowering
the sweetness comes and goes
but the bitterness is everlasting
and words cannot express the
depression with all the pages 
and ink of the world
a dark sky, a void
those lead to the beginning 
of the description
it is like a shadow
immortal in the sun
lurking all about in the pitch
taking darkness to the deepest depths
and further
coming in waves
the great evil changes the tides
drowning all courage in stress
and uttermost discomfort

unstable brainwaves
produce a barrage of feelings 
roaring through the skull of 
the victim
incessant pounding
calling, screeching
like a banshee
piercing the most valiant 
of eardrums
neverending, never silent
these voices include that of a siren
the most beautiful singing
beckoning nearby ships
to fling themselves upon
large boulders to become wedged 
never to escape
that and the voice of 
Satan are one in the same
he calls those with weak hearts
to follow him into the darkness
icy, fiery pits gaping
those within forever doomed
never to escape

Even if you're just pretending you like your life
Really you are thinking it'd be good to have a knife
Slowly turning psycho you begin to hate the world
Saying FUCK YOU ALL instead of the ball you curled

All life's pleasure quickly collapsing on top of you
Likewise happens to the rest, you fail to miss your cue
It's just the quiet ones ridiculed or ignored
Going on a killing spree whene'er they get bored

dark ominous clouds overtake
the white fluffy ones
preparing the day 
for ultimate chaos
the horsemen saddling up for an
exhilerating execution day
honing their blades 
to the sharpest point
blood will fly 
and all will die
as they reap the crop
the children of God
the day will be done 
when the evil has won
then rest their pale bones,
exhausted in euphoria
past, present, and future extinct
the earth will blister and rupture
flora and fauna will disintigrate
"and on the eigth day, man will grow in number,
populate, prosper, then die in agony..
writhing in the searing pain
of dismemeberment" 
all is then gone...

Torrential red showers cascade down thickly
Soak everything, makes all nauseous and sickly
A fresh rain of terror ferociously sets in
Satan's new breed, our twisted dark kin

Sharp clang crashing in the weathered brass bell
All the trappings held within, recognise the knell
Bowing, praying to put their God in good mood
To forget all manners and in these matters intrude

Stones crushing, screws driving even more deeper
Hopes dawn for the glorified fiery leaper
The agelong tryst of harlot and devil, sorely priced
Introduce their offspring, the pureblood antichrist

Do i remind you of your god
Promising you life eternal in paradise
Or do i seem just another fraud
Mocking you as i roll fate's dice

Striving way too hard to perfect something
One little wrong move turns all to hell
Exhausting yourself to wind the spring
Let it go, give up, then all will be well

Sarcasm drips slyly out the corner of your mouth
The observant ones don't come often enough to notice
Not catching on as that dark drool slips south
Ignorant peals of laughter inside, your poker eyes don't show us

Cock the evil gun of hate, bullet of despair
To you everyone's got a deathwish, they're silently accused
Counting sins and days to live, pity's all too rare
Power trip ego to fuck the world, you're easily amused