Mortuary - XIII

I feel this searing pain burning through my skin

This pain’s intoxicating

Euphoric

This pain alters me

I scream the pain away but no one hears me

They tell me just to rest

«Soon you won’t feel a thing»

I have vague memories of someone looking down on me

And visions of my blood dripping down into a drain

Can’t take away the pain

See all the blood and strain

I’m living for the pain

As it’s coursing through my veins

Never close your eyes

I look into my eyes and I can see my own reflection

As I bury deep inside the very sight of my discretion

In my heart to realize that everything is mad of hatred

Like the lis I built inside all made of ash and desecration

I died