dust in the wind. .

once again my blood stains my brain,

as it trikles down thru my vains. .

parts of crazy dismembered intentions,

twist violently to escape my head. .

my rotting corpse stumbles across this forsaken earth,

no longer seeking exceptance from human worth. .

empty promises turn to lies,

as evil serpants try to distract my eye's. .

i scream and i shout but nobody hears,

i've been alone for to many years. .

lonely as the desert sands. .

will i die with a empty hand.