Canaan
Chrome Red Overdose
Broken
in a chrome overdose
Shaking hands in
ever growing ache
Destroyed a writing on the wall
lights are trembling
shields are crumbling
Abandoned in a plastic overdose
coloured in grey
perfumes all around
Passing away in this chrome red overdose
sensorial overload
Absurd pulses of pain
carving holes in the head
Silver, silver overdose
buried, buried deep beneath
this last forgotten, forbidden
venom dose
From Letras Mania