Psychosis

"We'll crucify you gently, we promise it wont hurt"
"We'll smash your useless dreams and grind you in the dirt"
"We'll murder your entire family, then at last you'll see"
These people may be illness but they are so real to me

They slit their throats in front of me I see the blood does fall
Standing in my bedroom, living room and hall
The demons wrap themselves around my head and eat my brain
Insanity is taking me and driving me insane

"She's fat, she's worthless, she deserves to die"
If they are not real how can I look them in the eye
"She's weak and corrupt, an easy target to sin"
I hammer on the door, Please someone let me in

Their eyes are burnt like fires of an old forgotten hell
Wings made of leathery agony and bright sharp teeth as well
Pain in many thousands torrents swiftly on my soul
This is my psychosis, my world, my life, my whole