Illusions

This is a waterfall of awful thoughts pouring forth
I'm setting fire to everything that I have fought before
This is venom to my enemies in every sore polemic, raw, endemic, war
That meddle with my hellish claws
You're talking to a person who is worse than every evil ever
But even people better reek of things I speak in letters
Even steeples in my reach are looking feeble, better
Reason with a decent bredda
Peace is what I need instead of
All this vicious shit, Shit I couldn't finish with
Shit, I'm feeling sick with this Guinness but I keep sipping it
My life is rhythmless, Slowed to a stop
And the things that I love are the things that I'm not
Sometimes I wonder if I wouldn't be missed
You know I'd even to pray to God, But no, he doesn't exist
I'm done with all the shit I only love when I'm pissed
I don't know what a life is but it shouldn't be this

But they're all just illusions
Keep yourself in tune with
This beauties got us all included
Connected through this
Walking shoeless

Walking clueless with a crucifix, this shit is getting stupid
Nailed to it, loosing fluids
You've finally fucked it
Set on fire alive, burnt to a crisp
The demons claim spirits, we'll raise it or drink it
You are now an exclusive, the only one with excuses
Escaping - he abuses, until he's found in pieces
Shattered from the frame, hammered into the state
Trapped in the dungeon afraid
Anxious with hate, feeling betrayed
Nothing but hate that will never be maintained
Evil claimed - check mate
'Please don't torture me again'
It's not too late, rise from the flames
Like the phoenix born again
Stop digging the grave
Heal the pain
Slay or be slain

But they're all just illusions
Keep yourself in tune with
This beauties got us all included
Connected through this
Walking shoeless
But they're all just illusions
Keep yourself in tune with
This beauties got us all included
Connected through this
Walking shoeless

Devils either side, now there's demons right above you
Rejected to the gravestone, the thought that no-one loved you
Icicle, grips cold, dead king reigning
Skeleton truth told, the battle which slay him
Raising a glass high - honour pride and sin
Patients, the past by hands tick inside the skulls eye, see lies?
Through truth? See through? Transparent serpents
Have you felt the spineless, selfish, possessed feelings?
Deflated moments? Empty depression?
Confusion, a mental state I always meddle in
Delusion, an insight remains unsettling
Dark times, shattered lives determine a nation
Hang dry, ropes tied, throats cry frustration
Step back, realise - stop the complaining
Fooled by all these illustrations

But they're all just illusions
Keep yourself in tune with
This beauties got us all included
Connected through this
Walking shoeless
But they're all just illusions
Keep yourself in tune with
This beauties got us all included
Connected through this
Walking shoeless