We can whisper into the universe with all our might
We hold onto hope in the terror off night.
We are in the abyss, do you not see this?
We are stranded in eternity inside the universes glove.
The delicacy of our humankind is bound by love.

This force that resides deep in my treasure chest.
Teeming with vices and creativitiy.
Subject to inconceivable magic and vitality.
Equally meaured with phycotic tenadncies
A place where angels and demons play cards.
A soul thats bitterley sweet ,and a mind that's gone to far.
How much does this devilish madness cost me?
The same price from here to eternity.

I hear the vacant screams within my mind, I wait for the day to melt  into the sublime.

How did I get so sick? The devil Parades my existence and pokes my sensitive skin with a stick.

I value solitude, just enough to devour my loneliness, this wretched illness I suffer alone, I pray to my soul to take me home.