Triumph of Disintegration

The last ten days have been a motherfucker I don't know if I'd survive The voice with the synopsis calls blood bats into action has now entered the table lands It is only natural To feel a little imbalanced It's a symptom of your hysterical need to be understood You had to forgive your enemy Cos it was making you psychotic to keep fighting him inside of your head But how could you allow these people that you don't even respect To rape your self concept and make your inner world an ugliness Fashion a forest like a tormented brute I had to make myself a monster just to feel something Ugly enough to be true And then scratching wildly at the mirror with my heart to see their doleful faces What is the fun in just running away Running away fixes everything How can I ... why should I stay just to view the triumph of disintegration To live beneath the language or far above it's not really that different At least now that one thing that is good about me Has begun to express itself in malicious ways Fashion a forest like a tormented brute I had to make myself a monster just to feel something Ugly enough to be true And then scratching wildly at the mirror with my heart to see their doleful faces What is the fun in just running away Running away fixes everything How can I ... why should I stay just to see the triumph of disintegration Victories of devastation