The Accursed

Is this rediculous tune playing again?
What in hell -
Do you think you will hypotise me
insych with your reality?
Spewing the innards of this song
daemons, sloths, worms and spirits
convort onto this psuedo-nightmare of a dream
Do you believe I will fall for this
deathlike-pantomime?
My hope is deeper than your ocean of ruination
So play it again
So play it again
What in hell -
Do you think you will hypnotise me
insynch with your warped reality?
You existence is ephermeral
and this battle is supernatural
I will not buy into this death-like pantomime
An eternal being:
(living for more than merely today)
Should never buy into this death-like pantomime
(if only because there is life everlasting)