tRAPPED INSIDE MY BUBBLE OF TIME
i AM dROWING fLEEING fLOATING
BUT i CAN'T FEEL
nOT MAN nOT gOD
nOT EVEN MY OWN HANDS
HOLDING THE JAGGED KNIFE
OF MY OWN dESTRUCTION
AS i PIERCE
mY OWN bLOOD MY
CRIMSON STAINS LIKE BEAUTY
fLEETING bEAUTY
pAIN IS BEAUTIFUL
A lONG sLOW FALL TO NOTHINGNESS
INSIDE A BUBBLE OF TIME
aNGUISH AND WHITE DESPAIR
i CAN'T
i CAN'T THINK
i CAN'T pRAY
gOD HURTS THOSE HE LOVES
dEATH IS bEAUTIFUL