An Observation - Cathedral

I have seen through occult forces — another side of life

Hungry demons joined in darkness — to desecrate my soul

A funeral is all I see, a funeral is all I feel

I have viewed from acid towers — the other side of life

Bloody fields of iron flowers — in a world of plastic smiles

A funeral is all I feel, a funeral is all I’ve seen

Floating on a four leaf clover, everything’s a dream

Reality becomes the joker, laughter turns to screams

Follow paths of institution blindly through this life

The butcher of your inner conscience stabs you with his knife