Never, Neverland
My room is full of toys and things
But filled with nothing new
Just me and clare alone in this
Enchanted placid room

It's saturday and no more school
There hasn't been for years
She says we're here forever
Till eternity

Our solitude has been disturbed
Clare hold on, don't flee
With open arms they call my name
Oh, won't you come with me?

Get back!
Just leave us all alone
Take that and that!
I'll break your every bone

Blacking out poisoned
Colours now decay
Drifting off to never, neverland
Please don't take me away
To never, neverland

Time has passed and now I see
What i've lived through
I've got no fears that match the hate
That came from you

It's saturday I've things to do
I wish you all the best
Now I leave your placid room
Enjoy eternal rest

W.T.Y.D. (Welcome To Your Death)
Catch a shooting star burn it to a crisp
Born into death will you take the risk
See buckets and buckets - yeah, buckets of sin
You'll never end and can never begin

Welcome to your death

No forest of pleasure or fields of pain
High-rise at night see the pavement of stain
A beckoning hand from those who were slain
Now you can sleep again

I take the night and I stretch it wide
And I see all, you hide, I died
So slip right in, sip the wine
The caution flashes but the water's fine

Word Salad
Closets of my mind destroyed
As I enter outward from a void
Corpses white have strapped me down
I rise above then fall
Tactual hallucination
Cockroaches infest the wall

Psychic pain on ice I hurt
Devoid strength my life inert
Anger fills they're shocked me back
White corpses turn to black
I run on psychic gasoline
My fuel shall burn you all

Word salad, no ballad

Diabolic plot a toy
My brain the corpses to destroy
Prick my arm injection fed
It's poison I'm no fool
tetanus shot be sure
It's not I wish I were at school

Closets of my mind destroyed
But i enter inward black void
Hatred turned to apathy
Led down this black abyss
Good night farewell you pig from hell
This world I shall not miss

Woken up from death nausea
Catatonic stupor anoxia
Remaining still I hold
Onto a sense of permanence
Negativistic fear of pain
Algophobic life sentence

Moral physical decay
Hatred withered away
Scourge of god he makes me pay
I shall not live or die
Vegetative judgement passed
My only thought to cry