Mindtrap
Flying knives
Peircing flesh,
Lies like poison,
Hold my heart.
Ghosts of then,
Return to haunt,
These empty halls,
My shattered mind.
Your body,
A cage.
Your mind,
A net.
Your thoughts,
A sword.
Your words,
My death.
Peircing flesh,
Lies like poison,
Hold my heart.
Ghosts of then,
Return to haunt,
These empty halls,
My shattered mind.
Your body,
A cage.
Your mind,
A net.
Your thoughts,
A sword.
Your words,
My death.