not what it seems

never crossed my mind, everything left behind, this thickening anxiety, from flickering sobriety, wear your nerves upon your sleeve, do or die and misconceive, coffin makes a snugly fit, flushed away from a world of shit, it's not what it seems, blinded by fear, and dead in your dreams, no it's all in your head, there's cons of living, and pros to be dead, in a horror kaleidoscope, illuminati conclave, just give me something to cope, entrapped in a kingdom of slaves, and i know it's been long time coming, been a lifelong numbing, children of god less faith, i don't think hell can wait, i saw it all a mile away, oh so long before today, wide awake but no aware, for the sake of your despair, it's not what it seems, blinded by fear, and dead in your dreams, no it's all in your head, there's cons of living, and pros to be dead, in a horror kaleidoscope, illuminaughty conclave, just give me something to cope, entrapped in a kingdom of slaves, digging your grave again