Johnny B. Dead - Throne Of Chaos

Last night Johnny died in a blink of an eye

Under flickering moon with a sinister smile

After 23 years of constant unease

He thought a bullet would make 'em voices cease

Determined to taste ice-cold hard steel

While wondering how it would feel

To fall in his knees by his own hand

Conclusion… Hey, it must be grand!

At the age of thirteen, nerves slashed the unclean

Found himself in a maze, endless, unseen

Take left, take right, reason vanished from sight

Not a thing could make him feel alright

Pull, Pull, Pull, Pull!!!

The bullet brings peace and his peace was death

One move would take him far beyond

That is how Johnny took his final breath

With this calming thought I cleanse my entity

One gentle squeeze will finally set me free

Last night Johnny died in a blink of an eye

In a gunshot clad in a messiah’s disguise

After 23 years of constant unease

He thought it was time for 'em voices to cease

At the end of that day one life slipped away

No one there to beg this one to stay

One shell now lies in a crimson bed

Would you take yours instead?