Down, chemical sacrament. Blasphemous prayer. Deliver me from this. So serene apocalypse. . Just make me fucking numb. Deaf, blind and fucking dumb. Return to sacred sleep.
So goddamn easy to write this. You make it spill on the page. So drunk on yourself, self-righteous. A laughing stock of your own fucking stage. . Oh but I ain't one to call names.