Morbid Music

Morbid music is all I hear
Morning,  noon, and night
Running through my head
Won't stop or go away

I am fighting like a loser
To get out from under
Morbid music,  I have to get out
From under your spell

As I listen I lose control
Stop thinking or crying
Just morbid music
Going through my soul

Thinking of the past
No future to be seen
Pain shattered all around
Blood on the ground

Ashes are there
Deadly white vines
Like chains tight
Holding me in the night

Morbid music turn into darkness
No light to be seen
Just the devil
Laughing at me

I feel the knife
As I cut the skin
Blood pouring out
Mistakes made

No control over what I do
Respect is gone
No time for anyone
Morbid music

Angels are coming
They are near
Hear the music
It is coming near

Morbid music
Out of no where
Lingers on
Such a fright