"Dreams were meant to be chased, so get ready to run"
So fine words put to waste because the damage is done
Took my life in the most amazing of ways, mouth stuffed full with clay,
lips became grey, made a statue of myself and didn't have to pay
I was an artist so I thought I'd go with style, rope and razors are boring, there is no denial
Jumped into an oven in a world that lacked of loving and light
On this wicked night the mortician sure had some work filled with fright
The might, of intestines sticked to porcelain was a sign of pure vulgarity
Insanity, it was too much for his capacity, the thin layer cracked so rapidly
Happily, I think back and remember him as I believe that heaven's only poverty
Honestly, how many people have not been set to peace by Holy Father in this cursory?
Bursting free, making my way out from this "harmonizing" nursery
Finally I've made up my mind about the concept, and you think I've lost it
Nonsense, this little soul just got a small malfunction in the process


Can't rip off the wings, or cut the harp's strings as the choir still sings
Oh the things, I'd be ready to do to escape from this role
A soul on parole, so far from whole, can angel put themselves aflame on burning coal?
It's my goal, don't want to go on as starving and depressed, I'm obsessed...
...of leaving the rest, since not even the pearly gates seem like home to this drone
All alone, suicidal to the bone, it's in every single chromosome
Where's the telephone? I need to speak with God in case he's got some methadone...

My wish was granted as I died in heaven through the hurricane of Judgement Day
It's a new display, I learn terrain in a swamp that's filled with burning rain
Like novocain, the mind can't feel it but the sunset is fading, no wait, pulsating
The guns rest whilst raging, a voice wishes me welcome to hell, isn't it swell
I can tell, commit suicide here and they'll bring you back, can't skip this track
Fate is a tiger and I am a rat, tricked to limits beyond of reincarnation
This ramification, was I ever human or a stupid demon on probation?
"Dreams were meant to be chased..." make sure that you listen
Don't act like me, I made some fucked up decisions..