From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top i stop
At the core i've forgotten
In the middle of my thougts
Taken far for my safety
The picture is there
The memory won't escape me
But why should i care

There'a a place so dark you can't see the end
Skies cock back and shock that wich can't defend
The rain then sends dripping an acidic question
Forcefully the power of suggestion
Then with the eyes shut
Looking through the rust and rot and dust
A spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
Tha eyes ease open and it's dark again