Delirious Oblivion

Delirium reigns over me.
Delirious is the meaning of my name.
It runs through my veins.
It controls my mind.
It's so full of hate.

I'm in a padded room so white.
Nothing to see,
nothing to fight.
It's angering my delirious soul.
Can't get out, and it'll get so old.

The men in white coats came after me.
My delirious soul began to scream.
My body fought,
lost,
went limp.
They threw me in a truck full of the white-coated men.

I'm in the padded room again.
Scowling at the hidden faces behind the camera.
My soul, my delirious soul, is shining through.
It's transforming me with hate.

They won't set me free.
They can't let me go.
Not even if my hateful, delirious soul goes sweet.
I'm lost in a delirious oblivion.
I'll never come out, never again.