Throat

I name your voice a poison to my mind,
For it intoxicates, and leaves reality behind!

I name your music undetectable narcotic,
For it reduces senses, and corrupts the logic!

The logic, that'd been fuel of my life,
Is chopped to pieces by your rusty knife:

I run insane in tens of thousand circles of illusion,
I fight fanaticism, yet fail to find conclusion...

I name your throat a throat of evil and of death,
For you spread your influence with every single breath!

With every single breath injecting poison to my heart,
As I hibernate, and watch illusions fall apart.