Phantasmagoria

A needle in my vein
 to make me sleep
 a searing pain with no relief
 a clouded mind and
 I've been cut out of my clothes
 You can't fight a battle
 for a man flying a white flag
 This sickness soon will leave
 my body cold (my eyes retreat into my skull)
 This sickness soon will leave
 leave my body cold
 Just let me go, just let me go, just let me go
 scour the wreckage for a grain of hope
 Just let me go, just let me go
 or tie the noose tight in the rope
 Insincere with soulless eyes
 a serpent in a sheep's disguise
 bathed in blood
 with only scabs and scars to clothe
 you can't feel a lover's touch
 with a body numb
 Burn regrets
 breathe deep the smoke in
 (to choke and gasp for air)
 drink the fears
 to numb the cowardice soul
 calloused in cravings
 shackled in shame
 a shell of a person forgotten his name
 your footprints leave no imprints
 as you stagger towards the grave
 Or tie the noose tight in the rope