I wish the sky would split in two and reveal a little piece of paper
So when the earth opens and I’m swallowed by hell
I’ll have something to remember of this forsaken rock
Floating in a cosmic infinite blackness
Smothered by the fog
Blanketed concealed view of euphoria
Lust will send my soul to hell
Weakness will send my body to the grave
The music dances on cushioned barriers
Chord after chord infecting my ears with hate
Rubber restraint, cloth cover
Misinterpreted state of being shoved me into a poetic atmosphere
Step outside fantasy and slip a little smoke into my lungs
Fill the crave, fill the mind
Counting consequences with bloody fingers
Weighing imperfections against love
Look upon this later with an emotional vertigo