The Drug Unholy

After posting this I had to add this comment as an explanation for what I have written below. This post has been reedited from its original form. Originally I had written this artcle in lyrical form. These lyrics are the darkest lyrics I have ever written in my life. They are also probably the hardest I have ever attempted to write. The work took me a good 2 months of thinking moving lines around and deleting what I deemed was unnecessary to maintain a good flow. Even after all the work I have already put into it Im still left feeling that it remains unfinished. Its pretty obvious when read what the subject matter is about. When I first undertook the ordeal of writing this the main idea was and always has been to explore the emotions that these words could bring out as well as a experiment of how far I could go with the main subject matter. Throughout the writing process I found myself questioning whether I should continue with this project and on more then one occasion I contemplated just deleting everything. In the end I decided to continue on with the project for the simple reason it challenged me. The exploration into the emotion of depression, suicide, the question of damnation etc was a exercise that needed to be completed if I was ever to advance myself in my hobby of writing. All that being said I understand and WARN the reader that these lyrics are NOT FOR EVERYONE. When read please take it for what it is, a exercise in CREATIVITY and NOTHING MORE

I close my eyes and feel the darkness flood in. I'm left with a knife cutting away at my brain. Take the soul and kill it all, as I become a part of the nightmare preacher say your prayers for me tonight because I no longer care. Take my body kill every last cell. As I take my last breath my soul begins to rage. Do I dare cross that line? In the end do we all just fade away or is there life beyond the grave? Do I even care....do I even care?

Dont you know the taste of misery is addictive. Unquenchable it becomes my drug unholy, addicted to this rush I close my eyes and blow my mind. As my soul hits the other side will I survive or am I still alive? All is gone and Im left without a care as I become another voice beyond the grave. As my soul races through hell I bite down and taste my blood and feel the rage as my memories fade. I leave my life behind as the darkness floods in. On my knees I cant escape.

All is gone and unable to escape I leave all hope behind. Every dream destroyed I scream as my soul is tormented in dark rapture. I'm tossed into the flames and the spark of life begins to fade as darkness consumes my rage.