"There's one thing I'm hunting, I know will keep me sane,
Find the needle, take the plunge, and shoot away the pain.
To re-infect pre-tainted blood has forever been a dream,
Pierce a hole, stone the soul and clarify the scene."
Shall we leave the phenomenal world and enter the sublime..?
You hate me for what I appear to be , never take the time to see, who or what I really am, but you don't give a damn, it's easier for you not to care, people like you make it hard to bear, who will know me through and through, if people like you refuse to be true, you say this world is full of hope, I say you're nothing but a fucking joke, this world is empty except for hate, your happy thoughts have come too late, you seem to think that you are king, but everyone says you don't know a thing, a pointless existence you have led, get that inside your fucking head...
