Listen to the sound of misguided signs
Ones that can break you and destroy your mind
Nothing to do and no one to see
Your the victim of anarchy
Hold up your fists and get ready to fight
A battle between good and veil
Will haunt you at night
A world of darkness and cold air
A bottle of water to drink and bare
Silently a pleasant torture
2 xanaxes creates a mistified world
A hypnotic delusion an illusion
Of pain killers and muscle relaxers
Pouring themselves into the blood
Watching your body shut down
Your mouth go numb
Your body get weak
Silently a pleasant torture
These final words I speak.