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 fucking trees RUN FUCKING RUN YOU NEVER SAW ANYTHING RUN FUCKING RUN ITS RIGHT BE HIND YOU DIE FUCKING DIE I HAVE BECOME THIS BEAST LIE FUCKING 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 fucking devil.