Misery 24/7

This liquid enlightenment solves even the problems of the deepest kind

Knife is on the table and noose attached

Bottle is open but the misery remains

There are things they couldn't know

Friends all gathered he is still alone

Atrocities that followed carved a cross to heavy to bear

Darkness grew greater every single day behind that friendly yet empty stare

Investigations have been open since she left us far behind

We wonder why she is longer around

Some say she has crossed the borderline

Chill is felt when passing the chair that moth-bitten blanket hid

Stairway down to the invisible one still unfixed like the trace of the struggle:

"Weep... your sobbing won't affect me now

Suffer... It is merely music to my hears

Turn your back on me

Is that the best move you could do?

Pretending is over now

I don't give a fuck about you"

We know why she is no longer around

But on whose hammer did she die? -Mine

We won't see her ever again