Detestation - Extreme Noise Terror

This prison I alone suffer

Brought face down

Have I not suffered enough

Sardonic stares all my life

Detestation everyway I turn

Thoughts screaming through my head

I break

A prisoner held by my own mind

I break

Abberations of which I have no control

But I must

If only to exist away from this

My own private hell

Through this I repent

Constricting me to pulp

A shadow of my former self

Human nature revolting me

Disdaining looks burning through

The blanket of scorn, suffocating me

Never wanted, never will

Life is taken never gained

And I wish you hell