I pull the triger to my brain.

And destroy all that makes me sane.

To yell at the convicts of the mind.

And drain the pain...

Another gunshot in the dark.

Following the inherretors of the heart.

Corsing streams of crimson red.

Flow like evil from my head...

The babbling it stopped today.

The silence of a new found way.

The end of what I fear and dread.

Demons escaping from my head...

Pools of blood mix with the rain.

Leaving none but a crimson strain.

coursing through the darkend streets.

reminding me of the night I died.