Prisoner Of Time (P.O.T)
PRISONER OF TIME, THE FEAR OF IT ALL HAS LEFT ME SPEECHLESS, NOT KNOWING HAS DRIVEN ME CRAZY, UP THE WALLS, CREEPING LIKE A CYNICAL FOOL WITH A SMIRK SO DEVILISH SATAN GETS CHILLS, SO MELANCHOLY A FLOWER DIES FROM ENRAGED FEARS OF THE VEGETABLE LIKE TENDENCIES OF MY SOUL SO INNATE, SO JEALOUS THAT FLOWER ACRIMONIOUS LIPS THAT SCAR YOUR EARS, THINGS YOU NEVER WANT TO HEAR, I APPEAR TO BE STILL, BUT INSIDE, I NEED A STRAY JACKET, SOMETHING TO KEEP MY TIME IN WIND, IN FULL EFFECT, CIRCLING MY VAIN(S) ARE DEAD CLOCKS THAT HAVE STOPPED TICKING SIMPLY BC MY SCREAMS HAVE SHATTERED ALL, COVERED ALL GLASSES, MASSES OF DISTRACTION FLOOD MY BRAIN INSANE IS NOT THE WORD, IS THIS HOW IT FEELS TO BE CONFINED, "IM FINE", YOU SAY "YEAH RIGHT" OH BY GOLLY NOW I WANNA FIGHT, BC YOU DONT KNOW ME, YOU DONT KNOW ME, ONLY OF WHAT YOU SEE, THIS VEGETABLE LIKE DEVILISH SMIRK OF A BEING SO MORDANT IMPRISONMENT OF TIME HAS LEFT ME UNKIND AND HAS SOUGHT OUT MY MIND TO SLAM ITS GAVEL