Escape

Stuck in endless reverie
That love is not the life for me
Brimstone surrounds the lifeless;smote
And yet I bask within the smoke
I find small treasures in the musk
The deepest, darkest. Gone at dusk
I hold my treasure close to heart
I tear the prison walls apart
The gates of hell can't hold me in
When every smile's laced with sin
I'm holding fast, I'm pushing hard
While you wait on death's boulevard
The treasure pulses in my hand
But when it stops, alone I stand
The bodies of the river clean
The brimstone sparkles by the stream
And I've come out on top.