Laughing mocking brain of despicable and disposable horrors
The red eyes stare, the demons, how they glare.
The dizzying worsens with each fracture drilling deeper into my feeble skull
Chaotic distortions of the lost souls, tyranny of the lost one
I cry out but all that comes out are 20 more demons to shred into my entrails, consuming my flimsy flesh.
The higher being stares, inhaling it's prey, moaning with delight. Oh how she loves to devour you so!
It just makes you smile wider as every bit of you disappears and soon you won't even be a moldy carcass.
Just rotting nothingness, your brain has always been that way, or so you think.
There once was a time when you were only purities, but then they all took their hammers to your flesh and bones, destroying every ounce of your innocence.
You didn't even have time to mourn the loss, just had time to become nothing but a shell of confusion and pain.
