Acid rain

Complex thought

Surreal pain

Battles fought

Falling up

Day so cold

Giving up

We're getting old

Fabric torn

Glittering skin

Demons born

From darkness' whim

Thorny vine

In full bloom

Banshee's whine

Signals doom

Bleeding clouds

Crying fear

Hate that shrouds

Ones so dear

Down to hell

In a basket

Our voices quell

Locked in a casket

Hardened will

Neon lines

Voices shrill

Makeshift signs

Devils' reborn


Heartache re-torn

Burn the sticks

Blazing fire

Looming star

Youngest squire

Digs too far

Acid rain

The colors fade

A searing pain

We can't evade