Exit Catacomb

I see shadows following me, Tripping on the edge of my dreams. Hanging on my fractured Reality. s*ck s*cking me into cold death finality. I see vespers slither on my bed edge, waiting to dive into the darkness in my head. Seducing, but I'm not giving in. f**k f**king me into raw lung dried capillary death. And all the while, my life pa*sed before me. The angel of death stared at me laughing. I'll summon the fires within me, to fight to survive this tick tock time bomb of a body. This breath is a fresh breath, And i'll use it to fight the doctors of death, this breath is a fresh breath. I'd like to burn till I'm skeletonized.. starve off all these parasites... a missle for security, A chemical for longevity, i've got no air to breathe.