Here the little voices in my head
screaming crying what a dread.
Seeing the dead body's through my eye's
Art beauty what a surprise.
Funny thing is this holds no lies.
Voices singing in my head
I even hear then ringing in my bed.
Sleeping quietly, but in my thoughts i hear them chanting
an screaming there thoughts.
They give no peace an I only wish for a release
The voices scream an the voices cry Death, murder, kill
all must die!
And silently i ask but Why? but never do i even hear one single reply
Do I submit to there will Do i Scream or do I kill?
If it is of my will to kill maybe then finally I could hear silence in my head
Maybe be i could silence the voices an quiet the noise
I would have my release of the chaos that has staked me even when
sleep.
To be who I am to some a sick twisted monster to others a man
I maybe sentenced to a death I don't quit understand, Yet I have no fear
I only close my eyes an wait foe the chaos to end the feel of sweet death
The storm would end the beautiful an peace after after storm would come
what beauty ,what peace now that the storm is done.
Death my one an only true release an friend
I open my eyes an only one tear falls, a tear of blood
In the time my eyes were close life flashes by like a story with out the lie
I finally die ..no more pain... no more chaos NOTHING except beauty
sweet beauty
