This Is My Mind, This Is My Gun - 'Insanity's Deliverance'
The gun laying in my hand shaking at the thought
In the tunnel of my throat the word of the bullet is caught
As the thought slides up into the barrel
I descry the reverberation of the creeping peril
As the pin glides back to eject the casing
I embrace the feeling in the memory of my sanity erasing
It descends to the floor as I fall to my knees
My thought bleeds
As my fingers quiver
It's insanity my mind delivers
*In collaboration with Alex Ray
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