Divination and Volition

Sociopath, compulsive liar, delusionist
Certified schizophrenic, abused and plasmatic
Since conception
Is what the doctor's report revealed about Mort
He manipulated them with lies
Now he's free, back in society
Cured with pills and psychotherapy

But the scars of mother's words remain
Victim of life at a futile age
As he drives down the street
He can see the ghosts here to remind him

The souls that were taken away
Thinking his medication is not working
He can see the walking dead
Smelling their scent, viewing their gutless cavities
Strangulation marks around their neck
They try to speak to him and retreat

Fills his deceitful mind, the urge for new fantasies
He can't contain, although he tries
Everyday the ghosts return

I'll never know you, I'll haunt you till I die
You took us from our loved ones
You violated my eternal shell

Mutilated forever, I will haunt you
Mort replies, mother created this
Blame it all on her, I have been immortalized
My illness has given the power of divination

I saved you from your own hell
My volition to kill has perverse me
I loved you all, even though you did not know me
But now you are here and I remember
The look in your eyes as you died

My volition for lust shall never set me free
Until I die, you are a prisoner to me
In the next dimension I will be king
Through my divination and volition
I will succeed