Reaching slowly for your neck.
Crushing your head, breaking your neck
(ripping out your spleen, consuming your nervous system)
Encaging you in ice.
Ice so hard, ice so cold!
Deep inside, beyind the physical world,
You know it has to end in a way or another.
It was dark shadow of fleeing illusion.
Sinking deep into the emotional swamp,
A place of self pity, and ignorance.
Twisting all your nerves,
It made my soul longing for something it didn’t want.
Sinking deep into the emotional swamp.
Thoughts flashing, through my aching head.
A morbid illusion, residing in your mind.
The gloomy mood has settled down….
You know it has to end in a way or another
You can feel the attraction