Tragedy

Six beast heads on six snakes neck’s from hell
Another day another monster to dismember me
A house built high on graveyards that comes crashing into me
Spinning revolvers, revelations read out loud
Bloody orange sunsets ripping phantoms from the ground
Hydra head, medusa skin and chimaera’s boiling blood is flowing
Backwards through my veins
Creatures feeding endlessly upon a child’s pain
I am now the sum of all the demons that infest
A cancer of my own construct built in self defense