Hell's Chains

Hell is coming up for me
Cloaked in the sweltering heat of the South
My demons lurk hungrily in my mind
Swaying to the hymns I sing from my mouth

A playlist that takes me back
Wraps me up in a world of grey.
If insanity is repetition
Then I'm in a waking looney bin every day.

Unleash the cooing succubi
That drive men to their knees.
Save the scraps for my lonely heart
As I escape into the calling trees.