"Inspired by an aRt piece called Symtomless Coma"

"She slowly started to slip down in it,descending into the phantom divide,her flesh seemingly tears away at her fears, pealing back all that is within revealing scars,wounds of her mind scattered In your sinful eyes, looking into you from above,smelling your pulse,tasting your rage, this all for her uncaged,the inner void soon filled she lays still, eyes begin to fade into the darkness of your shell,your mortality encapsulated with in your selfless god,martyr for all that is left singing in your silence this symphony of your own destruction, dancing in this dark noise like marionettes for none to see,fragile strings tether you last last pages of reality,the last scrawling you bleed are of the the death angel thats above that is the last that understood,whispered in angelic confusion to you "fade my doll slip into the sightless dreamscapes of angelic darkness, fly free there is nothing left but blind devotion to me,wake in darkness an fly free...."