Apocalypse

Pen go crazy

Asylum scribblin’

Think like ink like

Time is irrelevant

Scripture’s alive

with the light that I’m lettin’ in

Lies of the mind

by design are diminishin’





Years of my life 



Gone to vices ’n’ medicines 



Crimes that I find 



With no trace of the evidence 





Heaven sent, sentiment 



Sand like sediments



Gone with the waves 



Like the graves of better men





Bury me, in a ball of flame 



Let it melt my brain 



Let the bombs go off 





Marry me, in the apocalypse 



Let me part your lips 



Let the rockets launch