Closed into self asylum
On ice that's paper thin
Wrapped up for good protection
Keep that from getting in
The shadows bring the shelter
Some refuge from the storm
Brakes on the helter skelter
To let these nerves reform
Retreat out of the mad house
Stop foaming at the mouth
Hang up this strange behavior
Cut through the overgrowth
Watch from a safer distance
Observe the next offense
See how the hands do murder
Then try to make some sens
Black visión
Dead body
Oppression
Shock system
Explosive
Depression
Disaster
Malignant
Infection
Inhuman
Sadistic
Rejection
These acts of tender mercies
Work on the purest soul
They tease and trap remorseless
Till six feet in the ground
Shut down till all is silent
Be still this seething blood
Turn off, release the trigger
Let numbness do some good
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