The death drive, driving me
Driving me home
Teleportation to the dark side
Where my mirror image resides and concocts deviant schemes
My soul shall repent for
Reams of tears to release and unleash
As if from a sheath, a torrent of thundering rain ejects from open eyes
Taking comfort in the pain
Yet I cannot stop this endless stream that is flowing like a river violently raging through
The landscape desolate, barren and cruel
the Purgatory of a Broken Heart 