Gazing into the cracked mirror on the dirt streaked wall,

So merrily shines the blood coated smile I see,

Eyes black as granite screaming, jumping to and fro,

Crawl out of thier safe little sockets, demanding

Control, revenge, a mean's to an end

Of the dethroned king, little and muffled, that once reigned,

I'm feeling heavenly homicidal, base personality suicidal,

Adreneline gulping, scarlet rushing, my mind is flunking,

Think I'm meeting up with that shotgun tonight

Fingers cream down my face, leaving deep tracks through the soot,

The little pristine pills chant my name so sweetly,

Cackling madly as they scamper down my throat,

Piercing thethin shallow shield of the doomed, no chance

To fight, to kick, to push, on last

Fucking shout of defiance, dragged to the depths of the end

I'm feeling heavenly homicidal, base personality suicidal,

Adreneline gulping, scarlet rushing, my mind is flunking,

Think I'm meeting up with that shotgun tonight

Too much, to late, to great a toll on that spiraling soul,

Out of control, out of the element, oh but

The poison's just so good good good good good good good!

I'm melting!

I'm melting!

I'm melting!

I'm melting!

And oh, but the ringing in my ears is maddening,

And oh, but the chiming of the metal beckons,

And oh, but dead and heartless sun awaits,

And oh, the poison's just too good good good good good good good,

Think I'm meeting up with that shotgun tonight