Seventh Dimension
Seventh Dimension: Copyright, David
Insanity slowly bleeds
from my warped mind
Dementia sets the mood
with the glint in my knife
The voices in my head
are telling me to hide
The devil on my shoulder
is asking me to slice
I cradle my aching head
begging it to stop
When suddenly it beckons
for me to make that chop
Shrieking and wailing
my way down to hell
As I see the fear uninvited
I thought heck, might as well
