
WITH SURGICAL PRECISION, THE VAMPIRE MAKES A DEEP INCISION, NOW HIS FINAL DECISION, WILL INVITE SOME DERISION, AND OBSCURE HIS VISION, HIS LIFE WILL BREAK DOWN LIKE NUCLEAR FISSION...
MY BRAIN IS CONVOLUTED, I'M INSANE; LET'S NOT DISPUTE IT, USED TO GETTING POLLUTED, IF I COULD, I'D JUST SHOOT IT, PUT A BULLET THROUGH MY TEMPLE, INSTEAD OF WATCH MY WORLD CRUMBLE, SO I JUST LISTEN TO THE TREES, AS THEY SOFTLY RUMBLE, NOW, I'M HUMBLE... BUT ISN'T IT A BIT TOO LATE, I CAPITULATE, AND GRIT THROUGH HATE, BUT IT'S A BIT TOO GREAT.... TO ARTICULATE!
I KNOW MY TIME'S NEAR, AS I THROW AWAY FEAR, EVERYTHING I HOLD DEAR, DISSIPATES INTO TEARS... SO WITH MY LAST DROP OF BLOOD, TAKE THE MASK OFF AND FLOOD, I'M AN EMPTY VESSEL, JUST LEFT IN THE MUD....
WHAT'S LEFT OF MY SANITY, AND ANY SEMBLANCE OF VANITY, WASHES AWAY, AND I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY...... ON THIS OMINOUS DAY THE COLORS BLEED THROUGH, A DOMINANT GREY... SOMETHING'S CLAWING AT ME :LIKE A BEAST THAT KEEPS PAWING THE SEA, AND LONGING TO BE, IN LOVE, ETERNALLY
From the CRADLE to the GRAVE... She's a FABLE; I'm a SLAVE... I'm TOO LOST to be SAVED... Just TOO DARK and DEPRAVED... Yeah, I'm Another DEAD SOUL, Descending in a RED HOLE.. Disappearing in the MIST, Aching to be KISSED and feel BLISS'd Now Here's Another PLOT TWIST...
We're Both HOPELESS-ROMANTICS, Who be Feeling FRANTIC, Spittin' out Words with NO SEMANTICS, Is just ONE of Our ANTICS That Puts Me in a PANIC, That could SINK the TITANIC... Has Us Feeling MANIC..
There's a VOID in my HEART That RIPS Me APART... Compels Me to DEPART... And TELLS Me Where to START, As I PLAY MY PART...
As the YEARS Slip BY, I WONDER WHY, I LONG TO DIE, LOOK IN MY EYE, AND SEE ME CRY, So I JUST GET HIGH... WHAT ELSE CAN I DO? TO HELP SEE ME THROUGH, ALL I WANTED WAS YOU, BUT THAT'S TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE, SO I PAINT MY WORLD IN CRIMSON AND BLUE, AND LOOK FOR A CUE, BUT I DON'T HAVE A CLUE, AND I LONG TO START ANEW...
I Suppose I Have LOVED and LOST, Been SHOVED and TOSSED, AND I NOW KNOW THE COST, AS SHE SWEETLY BREATHES FROST...
I'm DESTINED to DIE ALONE, SO I CRY on the PHONE, 'CAUSE You're ALL I EVER KNOWN I CUT MY ARM TO THE BONE, AND I DO HARM TO MY OWN, TURN TO STONE... As I Sit on a MEANINGLESS THRONE, Onto Which I've Been THROWN, I DISOWN, AND REALIZE THAT I CANNOT ATONE....
RELEASE ME TO THE TIDES, TEAR MY SKIN OPEN WIDE, AS I BEGIN SUICIDE, THERE'S ONLY ONE WHOM I CONFIDE IN, WITH THE STRENGTH OF POSEIDON, FEEL MY PAIN, SUBSIDING, IN THE PLACE, WHERE I'M HIDING
ALL I Really GOT Was A TASTE, NOW I'm HAUNTED BY HER FACE, WHICH I LONG TO ERASE... IN LOVE-SONGS, SHE'S ENCASED, As WE SLOW DOWN THE PACE, NEW LIFE GROWS FROM THE BASE...
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I'll BOX Your FACE, Son! And JACK-OFF In the WOUND! You'll GET REPLACED, Hun! Beat 'Til You Ballooned... FOREVER MORE... I'm Fixated on VIOLENCE and GORE! SILENCE and WHORES! Are ALL ARCHAIC AS DINOSAURS!
Something in me needs to INFLICT HARM! And MIMIC CHARM ;) My Every ACTION Seems to RAISE ALARMS....
So they THROW Me in CONFINEMENT And Hand Me an ASSIGNMENT, I Witnessed YOUR NIGHTMARE, Now. I Wonder What MINE MEANT!
And I KNOW that MANY People Might LAUGH AT THIS But The EcoManiac's a SADO-MASOCHIST! I Give PAIN and RECEIVE 'Cause it Helps to RELIEVE THE TORMENT INSIDE YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE!
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