Disconnected from virtuous opinionsa shift of realitytransposed and redefinedremedial decisions become complex.
Voices come from all anglessifting throughdisorder to scheive stability.
So many ways to choose.
Vile atrocities fill one corner.
Righteousness and honestycing to a small fragment.
Greed and powerjump around at frantic pace.
Admission off inner conflictdrops one to his kneesmake them stop, make them stop,stop whispering to me.
It doesn't want to hurt anymoreone can't decipher right or wrongdisablement of neural sensesrelish in the thoughtof self preservation.
Scars inside his head,he now only sees in red
MENTAL HEM
ORRHAGEtruth erodes over time,expiring what's left of his find
Rip the flesh - 
Tear the limbblood pours from within
Rip the flesh - 
Tear the limbblood pours from within[Solo: Marchais]
Visions of tranquilityshrouded by violence.
Peace and serenity clouds over.
Now broken and exposedby inept judgementthe end draws closehe knows what he must do
Thoughts withinguide him down the pathknows one willsurvive the aftermath.