The Sky Is Red
The sky is red again
Uncontrollable impulses coming my way
Stripped of all logic sense
My head feels so dense
Falling down an endless shaft
Submission, giving way at last
Feeling shot and depraved
The rage is all that's left
Is there any chance of recreation?
Of what I used to be
A wire
Around my sanity
Fire
Is the only force inside me
A wire
Applying pressure on me
Fire
Only feeling left inside me
Trapped inside the flames
With no chance of escape
My own little parallel universe