Mentally invigorated I contemplate demise;
So solemnly berated by that which I despise.
A mind of terror so quiet and alone;
Crowded by blindness, a lost soul of tainted stone.
Ecstasy and catastrophe meet as a perfect pair;
A crude darkened highlight of memories ensnared.< p>

To what is this owed, one will never know.
Bestowed by this curse, crowded yet alone.
Thoughts full of tragedy, plagued by my hands;
Till done be my part, I rot by my plans.
Contemplate the endings of time longed misery;
My heart's filled agony goes as untouched imagery.
The mind's been defeated.
There's nothing to hold out.
These perils of heartless soul;
Are too much to bend and do without.

And so I take my leave;
I end this crowded terror.
This mindful play of torture;
Disaster for the better.
With crowded thoughts and no remorse;
I make my vows to absence.
Hold up my metal elegance;
And end this crowded silence.