help me, i feel dissociated
world around me is slipping inside
i say to you in my dark hour
theres something wrong with my mind
im afraid to walk out side
my head shuts off to cower in fear
i need to know where i hide
walking blind knowing they hear
please tell them i tried
to find my crumbeling middle ground
where i can mend my pride

look at this place im in
blink and im somewhere eles
youll have to look under the rug
what happens now what eles


i pick around my head for a while
i look inside and see...
nothing but myself in a clear vile
blood runs down the holy tree
now how should we feel about this
an incignificant loss at best
my hands feel murderous making a fist
dreams of my death wont heal
my heart is lost my body will be soon
cover your eyes and run to see
your words as if you wrote on the moon
my blood is now in the f***ing trees


RUN f***ING RUN
YOU NEVER SAW ANYTHING
RUN f***ING RUN
ITS RIGHT BE HIND YOU
DIE f***ING DIE
I HAVE BECOME THIS BEAST
LIE f***ING LIE
COVER YOUR TRACKS TO AVOID THE FEAST

god hasn't come for three days now
and look your still here
god hasn't come for three years now
and now you will fear
you fear the light, come out at night
no one even really cares
a simple kind word would make it right
that word he never bares

what is this i see looking back over glass and metal.
look at my face i am the f***ing devil.