Hell UK
No Martyr's Cage
Constrained, find no solace here, my finite quest lies paralysedSequestering dreams internally - indemnify my will to dieClosed iron bars adorn my home, a palisade? A palindrome?The red regalia's savage chafe.....has sealed this bastard's fateAn annuloid penitentiary, in which humanity suffers brutalityAn aristocracy of inconsistency, whose hierarchy exalts monotonyBut your apology is sheer hypocrisy - a masquerade with no integrityForever drowning slowly in a sea of deathly dreamsA caustic embrocation to the mental wounds of fearIs this fantasy? - or insanity?Mindless fascination with the cracks which rise and fallConstant masturbation to the pictures on my wallAn epitaph to frustration, a nightmare, base disorientationA hopeless quest, I cannot rest,A shackled man, withheld, oppressedPallor taints my haggard face, I strain and struggle to remainA member of the human raceSmash! Lash! Slap! And crack! - stretched and wrenched upon the rackWhipping, dripping, stripping slices cruelly from an aching backPiece by piece, torn apart, but still they cannot break my heartOr my spirit's deep elationThis butchery, a bloody proof for those who cannot hear the truthShould not be loosed on any nation
From Letras Mania