Death bed of love and hate

It's like I'm walking through the hall of mirrors ,
All reflections of my evil projections , and all I see is death.

I have multiple personalities with multiple alter egos ,
They have multiple ulterior motives , and I can't find the line I should not pass ,
Probably cut it , snorted it , and became high.

And I'm just lost , so lost I was found by satan himself ,
And my soul is forever lost , forever gone , forever I'll be under his grips.

And when life makes sense , when a glimpse of hope shines ,
I'm struggling to find a knife , cause my mind is a loaded shot gun ,
A moments notice from being blown on the walls of broken sorrows.

And please , just don't ,
Don't f*****g ask if I'm ok , why I'm sad , why I'm this way ,
Or think for a split second you have a clue as to who I am ,
Because I'm nothing but a pathological liar,
Nothing but a manipulative w***e ,
Nothing but a broken man.

And I'm twisting , turning over in my soon to be grave ,
Cause I envy the dead , worship the soulless and bargain with the shadows of love.

But I am , I was , I will , be sorry , that I wasn't sorry ,
Cause I'll kick you from the illusion that of which you think , thought , wonder ,
But know this ......

This world , it wasn't meant , isn't , couldn't , wouldn't , be this way ,
But the code is coded , a DaVinci eclipse of blood moons and moths ,
Webbed in deceit , turmoil , rotten , poisonous love ......

And I'm the risen of the risen lucifer ,
So till the day , the clock strikes twelve ,
Curtain call , black outs and blood vomit ,

You'll see the meaning of death , watch it take your soul as it did mine ,

And you'll walk into the arms of a bonfire ,
Burning souls ,
Flaming hearts
And

Heads of whispers in disguise of good versus evil