Arrested

I was a child, naive and care free A soul of great curiosity Then strong spirits poured into me Seeped away with my purity Siphoned my will so slowly Drowned my heart in self-pity ...Showed me the way to misery I was a boy without clarity With no good sense of identity Then a burning bush spoke to me Dazed me aromatically Consumed my prosperity Changed me into a zombie ...Perverted my reality I was a young man growing empty Searching for some reciprocity Then a bitter boy seduced me Caught me with such intensity Drove me to insanity Stripped me of all dignity ...Made me my own worst enemy I was a grown man filled with envy Loathing my imps of atrocity Then a black horse slammed into me Tied me in reigns of sorcery Drew out my dark fantasy Taught my flesh true agony ...Put the masochist within me