Death Trip

It’s:

Down the stairs inside your head,

Waving at those monsters dancing round your bed,

Ridiculing everything that you’ve ever said,

And the skins you’ve shed, and all you’ve ever cared for.

…

Deeper. Baby. Down we go;

For whiskey at the death disco

Faces rattle two and fro;

So-Come-on-baby! Here-we-go!

And its…

Down! Down! Down we go!

Your on this death trip friend or foe!

And its -Down! Down! We go!

Further than you’ve ever known!

Nows its…

Faster than you’ve ever fell,

Louder than that tin cup on the bars of your cell,

Sounding you’re arrival there’s a thousand leper bells

And a thousand screams that you just.can’t.quell.

And its

Down! Down! Deeper! Down!

Beneath the skin of every town,

Behind the face of every clown

The time is now…the time is now…

So…

We were past the edge before we even left,

It’s the beginning of the end, and it sure wont be swift

So now lets do what must be done;

Here-we-come:

Oblivion!

And its…

Row! Row! Row that boat!

Through the jaws of hell, to the back of His throat!

No no no no no no no we dont!

No no no no no no no we won’t……

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…

in a world

of silence

i feel no pain

in a world

of bloody thirsty violence

i scream

your name

i hate

all the attention

but i crave

the fame

all

my demons

i

will never tame…