Crackling wires Slice right down to the bone Flesh shredding to the beat Of cacophonous crescendos Violent storms of static Shatter mirrors in your front yard
She said, ”there’s no hope in these four walls,” Before they started closing in Contact mic on every shattered dream Nerve endings on severed limbs A nameless void of passion Ruins where you once called home
An overwhelming embrace Drenched in hellfire and black ice I’ve found comfort in extremity It’s so dark here all the time Thoughts lost within the noise I hate nothing more than myself
