I’m burning in heaven
I’m freezing in hell
my eyes are blind, but I can hear them yell
like a prisoner locked inside it’s warm cell
with its shrieking mouth the cold loneliness it can smell
nothing is what it seems but yet no one can tell
that this home sweet home I like to call hell
as my drowning eyes hear you yell
my hand looking for a shell
it no longer hides me, but shows me to this hell
it’s like the angels on my life they put a spell
and now pain and loneliness I know too well
but forever my ears will taste your bitter words as my brain eternally will dwell
my nose can touch this ringing bell
that certainly my senses are not too well
it’s like this senses make no sense at all
but either way, my heart will see, hear, taste, touch and smell
the hate the misery the screaming the fighting the halls of hopelessness in which it crawls
as this heart into it self it falls.
