Destruction
Fear
Leather
Sex
Cancer
Sadness
Anger
Tears
I mourn the day
I never pray
I pull the plug
I salt the slug
I have felt a surrealist paradise
Even if momentarily
However, we still remain amongst
Our uninterpretted disgust for society
But we have forgone dimensions to
A parallel existence
Destruction
Fear
Leather
Sex
Cancer
Sadness
Anger
Tears
I mourn the day
I never pray
I pull the plug
I salt the slug