When I Cut The Throat

A scream broke the darkness
Tearing the silence hidden in the dark
Fear of the soul mistreated with light
Arisen from the chaos of merciful dreams
Purified with a road through a fiery lightning
A mysterious creature in a black chariot
Disappearing in a rising mist
Thoughts washed by the living scum
They won't reach the depth of misery
A mind dazzled with alcohol
I stab the blade, cutting the throat
Spilling blood give relief
I reach into the mystery and chaos the were once unavailable
Behind the fog I can see the chariot…
It's getting closer
A steam of ecstasy
Nothing exists anymore
Silence of dark clouds soothed my pain and suffering which became bliss