Haven

I speak with false delirium
the wastes of deadbeat atom bombs
I am clouded thoughts of nephilims
walk into my dreamscape
run me through my nightmares

glazed eyes that spit
sharp tongue that bites
my voice is poison
I'm haunted in my fight
hit me as hard as you can

murder all the anguished miles
defocate my latent pride
solo sirens will turn my tides
churning, festering, milling, brewing
cesspool is my inner self

safety is it? I've gone blind
normal walking suicide
swallow all my bedside cries
to slither into open skies
refrigerator carpet bombs