From The Lab

Take Shelter Inside The Beast

The struggle of the knot is harder yet,
His eyes are blind with sweat,
The stronger the push, the stronger the pull,
In cranial contexts,
The wars of the mind are brutal and long,
Each battle takes its toll,
When common sense slowly loses itself,
And anger grabs a hold.
Choices swept away by currents of pain,
Leaves evil standing high,
The criminal element shows its face,
And spreads its wings to fly,
Thin masks falter and fail to hide the truth,
They crack, then fade like dreams,
There's nothing left but to fight the lies, and
Rage against the machine,
To stop the gadgetry of tender hearts,
And heal the split chambers,
Provoked by people who want his downfall,
Jealous, little strangers.
So he hides behind thin walls for safety,
Knowing it won't matter,
And finds a shelter in grief and hate, there,
Amongst the Mad Hatters.