Metallic and lifeless, silver lips, a mechanical heart pulsing out
Worthless drumbeats, in an absence of blood you spit
Battery acid and drown in a lake of your own emptiness.
Reality pours down its daggers, a dull storm of grey pain,
You block it all out minute by minute and pill after
Pill, will it all go away, will they take it away?
Before the machine takes over, a pulsating shard of heart
Beneath the steel, the stars fade in rusted scrap metal
Delusions of grandeur, you overdose on dead silence,
Let the last nerve ending fizzle out, burnt flashbulbs in your
Skull, the glowing brand of failure, some like it cold and they
Kill it inside.