Flames and Skulls, Skulls and Flames, So many forgotten Faces and so many forgotten names, Lost so many friends, that it hurts my brain, Lost so many lovers, and still reeling in pain, Most days fade away fast and are the past before I know it, My life not going to last, how in the hell can I slow it? feels like this may be my final chance, so I better not blow it, I'm terrified out of my mind, but my face won't show it, reminded every day by all of the numerous nagging voices, berating and scolding me for all of my unwise past choices, You see all this cranial chaos is enough to make one just want to kick back and unload, That or Spontaneous Chaotic Combustion will take hold, and your Head will surely Explode....