Poison

We all need help from those around us; faith is not enough.

Poison

The poison I inject into my veins,

The pleasure practiced, ecstasy doth reign,

That I may hope not god but servants of our lord,

Will free me of my bonds and forge a sword,

To oust my grand and deadly mind’s allusion,

To stop the practice, chemical infusion,

And men will free me such that I’m alive,

The greed and sloth hath fallen, we survive.