nowhere but lost

imagine to set on fire

burn out the infection

spread the ruin end the tyrrany

i saw you shut out the light;

tape the black fabric over your eyes.

and this is the way you see-

there's a war going on inside me

let me go down...

your diseased hand touches my

mouth, and the words and fingers

rot and curl and wither. there's a

hollowness that festers there.

let me go down...

i'm in the need to cut you to pieces.

twist the lids of your blinded vision.

i'm in the need to dismember the

ruinous joint of you. i'm in the need

for slaughter- i've got the taste of

blood on my tongue...

picking at the skin

offering no protection

i'm bared down to the wires

leave me this tarnished key to lock

and silence- i need to be filled up

with light. hope is sunken like my

blackened eyes. i've lost this breath,

withering solace.

the ghost came to carry me home...