the voices are
speaking
drowning out
everything
they're very
demanding
I'm to do what they
say
lost control, crash
landing
the voices are
speaking
more like singing
in praise
for all those that
are dead
it was quick and
easy
covered in sticky
red
the voices are
speaking
only I can hear
them
they manipulate me
and make me do bad
things
like that there
killing spree
the voices are
speaking
now laughing
insanely
red and blue lights
flashing
come to take me
away
white room
everlasting
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