The sky is red again Uncontrollable impulses coming my way Stripped of all logic sense My head feels so dense Falling down an endless shaft Submission, giving way at last Feeling shot and depraved The rage is all that's left Is there any chance of recreation? Of what I used to be A wire Around my sanity Fire Is the only force inside me A wire Applying pressure on me Fire Only feeling left inside me Trapped inside the flames With no chance of escape My own little parallel universe