Self High

My sight hinder by colours of red and black
That of a twisted spider, venomous and spreading
Disease in my facade world of pure joy

In the curling heat of red and black
I caress my Blades as a lonely lover
The Bal'dons of my personal abyss hell

In the stains of blood red
I am such a confused boy wonder
In this world of mine, I dream of the past

In the lust of midnight black
I sit in drifting tides of rotting soil
My illusions of desire drag me into madness

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