Bad t.RIP

Everything moves, changes color and shapes

I hope to find answers in an acid slough

But I failed the task, my subconscious

Let me down

And now I'm alone, entangled in the chains of my own fears

Captive visios. Each of them is worse than another

Bloodthirsty block. Headless sage

Keeps his head in hands

And feed dead birds his wisdom

Do not hear my screams

Horrible noise pierces through my body

This is my own heavy breathing

I'm at a funeral, I realized

I realized this is my own funeral

There's the grave, and over there I'm in a coffin

I realized this at once. What have I done? Why?

What have I done? I really died, or am I dreaming?

My mind can not sustain all this

My nerves are about to give out. We must end this horror quicker

I have urgently shoot my head

All my fears will be out, together with my brain