~~~SKELETONS OF SOCIETY~~~

YOU DRIP AND ROLL OFF MY MIND

LIKE A BEAD OF SWEAT ON THOUGHTS OF TIME

RAW AND SADISTIC, SICK AND TWISTED

YET, DEVINE

I TRIPPED ON YESTERDAY AND FELL INTO TOMORROW

BUT TODAY I'M TRYING TO GET THERE CAUSE THIS TIME IS BORROWED

MEMORIES EMPTIED, ERASED FROM THE MOMENT

IN YOUR DEAD SKIN CARCASS CAUSE NOW YOU OWN IT

WAITING FOR CLAWS TO RIP SLOWLY INTO MY INTELLECT

WITH ONLY MY SCATTERED EMOTIONS TO COLLECT

THE SILVER FLASH, A GLISTENING TEAR, REVEALED A THIN LINE TRACED AGAINST YOUR EXPOSED NECK

NO LONGER A MYSTERY, I STEPPED AWAY INTO THE KALEDOSCOPIC WRECK

IN THE CLAWS OF SEEMINGLY STEELE

LET OUT ONE LAST SCREAM AND SQUEAL

ENWOMBED IN YOUR EMBRACE, PURGED IN FIERY PASSION TO SELF-IMMOLATE

AS THOUGHTS ENTER AND EXIT, SITTING, REMINISCING THE WAIT

THE NIGHT HIDES AS MANY MYSTERIES AS YOUR EYES

YET THE MERE REFLECTIONS OF YOUR SOUL CONTINUE TO HIDE

SHADOWS ESCAPING THE TRUTHFUL LIGHT OF DAY

AS MY LIPS CONSTANTLY LOSE THE WORDS TO SAY

AS IF BEAUTY IS AS DESERVING A WORD

WITH ANTICIPATING EARS LEFT WITH EMPTINESS TO BE HEARD

FIXATED EYES FOCUSED FIRMLY ON FEATURES OF VIOLENCE

WALKING INTO CHAOS RESULTS ONLY IN SILENCE

HOLDING YOUR HEART LIKE IT WAS A HAND GRENADE

SKELETONS OF SOCIETY CAN NEVER BE SAVED