In the Ashtray

the burning of lost hope the stentch of problems the flavor of tasteless bubblegum without sugar taste less the stabbing and torture on the breathe of ones lungs the colored of teeth that they paint cells that will never recharge the life of an empty hole, burning through the ashes of society no imagination just the urges of wanting and needing the stress that relies on the pollutution of ashes ashes that collapse with the devils sins gone with the light the life of one greatness, killed by the aroma of deception deception of a burning and inhaling sensation !!!