Thoughts once flourished, now twisting, curving. Around his head, all his nerves are burning. Tormented spirits with angry demons. They dance through his mind.
Sacrifice your life, working your way to the top of the ladder. Just a slave to the worlds decay. No way out, need a stiff drink just to get thru the day.
Face your dying day, final judgement is passed today. In your cell, cold sweats, no remorse no regrets. For the crimes he'd commit, violent passions reliving it.