• The cellar-door opens in the night
    Beasts roam freely through my head
    Nocturnal vagrants claw the surface of my soul
    The optical nerves twitch from lack of light
    Getting better is so much harder than it sounds
    Through my pumpernickel muffi
    Pharmaceutical dreams invade my mind
    Stupid doctors
    If they only knew where to find the demons
    They need only find a mirror