Bad for me

Bad for everyone

The pariah, the working fool

The seer, the fuck up

I know

Too much

So my heart beats

To hell

Giving all that I have

To the dreams of empty men

What once was passion has become chains

Wrapped round my mind

Wrapped round my neck

Wrapped around my chest

And raping my soul

To contain, how to contain?

I struggle to contain

This violence growing within me

A black beast that I struggle to contain

I writhe and it undulates within me

The black beast I struggle to hold

I pray that it will annihilate my fears

And enemies as they become