Word Salad
Closets of my mind destroyed
As I enter outward from a void
Corpses white have strapped me down
I rise above then fall
Tactual hallucination
Cockroaches infest the wall
Psychic pain on ice, I hurt
Devoid strength my life, inert
Anger fills they've shocked me back
White corpses turn to black
I run on psychic gasoline
My fuel shall burn you all
Word salad, no ballad
Word salad, no ballad
Diabolic plot, a toy
My brain the corpses to destroy
Prick my arm, injection fed
It's poison, I'm no fool
Tetanus shot, be sure it's not
I wish, I were at school
Closets of my mind destroyed
But I enter inward, black void
Hatred turns to apathy
Led down this dark abyss
Good night, farewell you pig from hell
This world I shall not miss
Word salad, no ballad
Word salad
Woken up from death, nausea
Catatonic stupor, anoxia
Remaining still, I hold onto
A sense of permanence
Negativistic fear of pain
Algophobic life sentence
Moral, physical decay
Hatred withered away
Scourge of God, He makes me pay
I shall not live or die
Vegetative judgment passed
My only thought to cry