Part 1
The dreams of the image you had once pictured in your mind
As your imagination screams,trying to avoid strictured kinds
Mankind can`t erase it,neither can your memory,dark as emery
So you start to shed your misery,
The pain goes and gains,
Starting to rattle veins and brains go insane,
Your mind has a little talk with the image asking why it appears,
The image tells a riddle of a man being stabbed and has been dead for years
The image and your mind have a scrimmage and your mind demolishes the frontiers
Part 2
Agony through the brain, it`s driving me insane as if I`m slain
Anguish pumping into my veins,it`s strain that I can`t maintain
Can`t undergo this strange misery,tis a mystery,it blisters me
This twister must be supported by a transistor in some degree
It keeps pounding me, till I crumble into debris, no longer an mc
So you start to shed your misery,
The pain goes and gains,
Starting to rattle veins and brains go insane,
People know to bestow me with hatred,in sorrow to straight dead
They want me to bleed blood I`ve already bled,I can`t help but dread
So I start to get emotional and curl to a ball,in the corner watch the rain fall
Hoping, praying, my misery will be blown by squall, then my body stalls
Like I`ve been entraled with a spell that I can`t recall,now I must call -
FOR GOD
-Benedict