JAGGED EDGED SWORDS, FILL MY BRAIN,
SUCH IS THE LIFE OF THE INSANE.
DIGGING THROUGH THE CELLAR, OF THE POET KING
I FOUND A PASSAGE, TO THE GOLDEN RING,
AS I REACHED THE OTHER SIDE,
I PASSED A MORTAL, WHO HAD DIED.

THE STENCH EVOKES, A NEED TO CRY,
AS THE WORM ROLLS OUT, ANOTHER EYE.
STEP BY STEP, I TRAVEL ON,
KNOWING MY LIFE, WOULD SOON BE GONE.
THE PAIN IN MY HEAD SWELLS, AS I PROCEED,
BLOOD CURDLING SCREAMS,OF THE DEMON SEED.

MUST I STOP BEFORE WE MEET,
OR WILL MY SPIRIT, HE SOON EAT.
WITH A FLASH, THE FOUL ONE APPEARS,
THE BLOOD DRIPS, FROM HIS DEFORMED EARS.
THE VOICE OF ANGELS, I SEEM TO HEAR,
BECKONS THE THOUGHT, THAT DEATH LOOMS NEAR.

FROZEN WITH TERROR, I CAN MOVE NO MORE,
HE TEARS MY FLESH, TO THE CORE.
ASCENDING OVER , MY LIFELESS BEING,
WAS MY SOUL, AS IT WAS FLEEING.
LOOKING BACK, I CAN SEE,
A SAVAGE BEAST, STANDING OVER ME.

ONLY THE BODY, WAS LEFT BEHIND,
I MADE IT OUT,AND I AM FINE.
NOW I DWELL, IN THE SPIRIT REALM,
AND I SEE GOD ,AT THE HELM.

OH HELLO NURSE JILL,
IS IT TIME AGAIN FOR MY PILL????