I've been through the bad lands
I'm now afraid of man's hands...
Get out of my head
Take away these thoughts...
A blood curdling scream wakes me
with a terrifying start...
Look at them!
Self righteous pricks rebuking shit...
I saw me
in those moments...
I wanted to die in fire,
to fade into the setting sun...
If you don't open your eyes
and use your five senses...
It started as a vivacious blue flicker
dancing on the tip of a match...
I grow wary of quack leaders
whose only contribution...
I beg you oh dear
schizophrenia, spare me...
A blockage you say,
Try another...
I found simplicity
divine...