Mosh

Breaking point under pressure;
Silenced under the noise.
The pain is unbearable
Yet it still brings me joy.

Raised above all the other,
Their hands beneath me now.
So quickly do I fall down
Without time to even wonder how.

Screams and drums encircle me,
The only sounds to now be heard.
I aint to be mixed in this all
Or maybe it was that I should.

Dreams in me, such as of Heaven.
Nightmares of me, such as of Hell.
All within me possessed in total chaos
But all the while to them all seems well.