Scream

 I too, have seen the greatest minds of my generation destroyed by madness.
 Feral giants locked in cages,
      For simply living on that blood stained ground,
Filled with the junkies, whores, Madonnas and poets
 Fucking because if feels good
      I’ve shook the bars
            And lost my mind
Gnawed at the spines of my enemies and friends,
      Lived on the bones of the past
Soared so high
      To fall so far
Just to end up here
 Surrounded by the filth of a generation lost and scared
Crawling on glass to a God they don’t know
      Bleeding Hallelujah
Waiting for that one set of footprints
      And that eternal nod

Our souls will walk these streets for a thousand years
      Looking for that fix
            We never found
                  In life
Long after the souls of mere mortals have crossed that ivory road
      We will be the ghosts
The same as when we were alive
 Shadow people
      The kind any sane man would never look in the eye
            For fear of seeing what he really is
Nothing
We
       The Doomed
      Already know
So we scream from rooftops at the rising sun
      Knowing the night is over
Suffering the day as vampires behind closed shades
 Scribbling madness to Gods whose names have been lost on the wind
      Blowing through the sands of eternity
            And landing on the lips of children
Because they know
      Everything is real
The way only a child can

So I surrender
      With all the futility