Visions

Spiraling down into the realm of insanity Voices of demons haunting me Their words have torn my weakened mind apart When will the madness come to an end Why sit there trying to pretend? That I will see an end to this misery These visions twisting my reality Nightmares of death engulf my thoughts I hold my breath until I rot How can I reform the sight of my reality How can I restore the life I once held preciously The plain of my existence, is distorted Whispering sounds of a serpent's lies Tell me of imminent demise Underneath the weight of this truth Deteriorating from the strain I cannot stand the pain These visions will twist your reality Your mind has slowly become contorted Contorted These evil entities are digging up my grave Dancing around me as if there's nothing to save How can I reform the sight of my reality How can I restore the life I once held preciously I will not shy away I will not die this way I will not shy away I will not die this way