Lunar moshpit

I struggle with him
I’m strangled from the inside
I battle the snake
Which raptures my soul
Two halves of the coin
In the fight for my soul
Cain and abel
In a lunar moshpit
It all steams
From inside
Boiling in red
In death and in life
My soul
Is a flame!!!
Since i have noticed
The world
My sun has turned grey
I twist and turn
In nothing’s formation
Salvation is ahead
But i can’t see the light
I twist and i burn
In my own pile of blood
A part is asleep
And partially dead
And enigma to all
Especially to yourself
Its hard to deal with them
Not to mention
My self…
But tragedy strikes
At the strongest of man
In thy heart
Where they bloom
Like flowers of cancer
To smite down your will
And make you a whole
Of nothing…