Intoxicated, a a pool of madness,
Whispers lure me to your manic hold,
A small cage in a large empty space.
Blind adoration, a spectacle displayed,
Blissful ignorance left my innocence betrayed.

Beneath the surface, empty words now sting,
Manipulation's a dead weight, heavy on its means.
A rigged game, whispers burn, truth to lies,
The crumbling throne, where darkness lies.

How much of my heart did you take?
Used, discarded, such a ragged doll's fate.
Emptiness echoes, sickeningly sweet,
Cold blood now flows, you steal the light.