Obliteration In The Fields Of Hallucination
Driven to a screaming panic and fearof what reality
bringsThe borders of sanity slowly fadea dissociative
episode distorts my viewas every action may be doubted in
the endFor the failure of perception quick deathmay serve
as a cure for a shockmay bring the victim's mindto the
Fields of Hallucination.....Step outside of yourselfIt's
hard to see what's real, what's not,what in-betweenHow
shall I ever know reliefEvery white wall has dripping
grimeEvery white cloud holds a peering faceThese will
hold their place for days and days....... They shall
laugh at me for days and daysComing to a halt,crushed by
what disorder bringsThe hovering chaos closes inLooking
through the glassMy only view as every reactioncauses
infliction of painwalking with the brute bride of lost
sleepchronic insomnia takes me inI hear my screams,buy
they seem so far awayI reach for my throat to muffle what
my palms can't feelCan't sleep senses are numbedPerfect
time to put the wrist to the steel
