CATASTROPHE

Eyes full of rage
With grief and anger
A thorn in the flesh
With pain to refresh

Virginity got desecrated
And unease inflated
Out of a bloody womb
By a ruthless gloom

Catastrophe
In my mind
Full of hate
But more to find

Catastrophe
In my mind
Pleasure in kind
And going blind

Darkest night with screams
Pure horror in dreams
From west to east
Never be pleased

Blood on the blade
With life in a shade
Run dry on your own
Time is a loan

Catastrophe
In my mind
Full of hate
But more to find

Catastrophe
In my mind
Pleasure in kind
And going blind

Going blind

Again