Maybe with the eyes I will portray this underlying instinct to see all who breathes in the existance that lies right behind my eyelids,
Suffering the Eternity with endless pain and will eventually succumb to the Lord of All Secrets,
Or have I already? Am I facing Death?
Not the physical kind of course,
Death of my Heart and Mind, and just when I feel my heartbeat, I feel almost...

Incredible "Ruiner" sinks at my feet as if I am the one with all the Power,
Power of Insanity? No, just the Power of Hope,
Irony in this is much to be heard,
Because just the other day, Suicide felt so Wonderful,
And when I knew all Hope was lost, this feeling wept in me to just keep...

Trying to escape the Devil as if He placed this parasitic taste in my mouth,
Just so He could capture all the bad words that come out and supress them in my mind,
All He wanted to Hear was perfect grammar in a sense that it was only spoken in a tone of Angelicy,
So He could convince Himself that He can corrupt the Innocent....