Psychoticlysm

Tantalizing toxins fall upon me,
 Death's my only option.
 A tantalizing toxin fall upon me,
 Death's my only option.
 For the only matter of existence
 Is mental confrontation.
 Battles lost from within,
 A beacon of madness.
 What was once my crutch, my fire,
 Now smoldered without desire.
 Sanity kept complete by family.
 O' mother, how I miss you dearly.
 I won't be the one to face
 The world in this broken state of terror.
 Blind avoidance emerges as a bleak psychosis.
 A martyr of these worlds, decimated,
 Forced to agonize, a testament of the
 Truly greatest prize.
 Monuments of a battle lost within,
 Now arise and gibe right before their very eyes.
 A martyr of these worlds forced to agonize,
 Should I try to rebel or will death suffice?
 A voice of nothingness,
 Now numbing my psyche.
 I won't be prisoned in such disposition.,
 This struggle is lost.
 Blind avoidance now emerges
 As a bleak confined psychosis.
 A tantalizing toxin falls upon me,
 Death's my only option.
 For the only matter of existence
 Is mental confrontation.
 A martyr of these worlds, decimated,
 Forced to agonize, a testament of the
 Truly greatest prize.
 Monuments of a battle lost within,
 Now arise and gibe right before my very eyes.
 Sick psychosis!