Atormentador

Wrapped in the middle
Of this morbid pressure
Anger is unleashed
Neglecting its path
I can't accept it
Suffocating is the confusion
The rush and the pause
Corner me
Against the wall
Reason to be
Without conviction
Reason to be
Crucifixion

Tremendous lethargy
Takes over
So many minds
Will it be the devil's work
Or will it be god's work.