The Nature of Headaches, Nosebleeds, and Dreams

The relapse collapses the entities.
My skin turns into dry bark,
Crawling with infestation.

Leeches and ticks fuel the itch,
Spreading the disease.
Black skies and bloodshot eyes
Foretell the decaying birch.

Savagery can go side-by-side with harmony,
Grappling with haunting nature
And revolutionary dreams.

Symmetrical headaches and proportional nosebleeds
Live under the cracks in the wall,
Inhaling the dust,
Exhaling the result.

With the drop of a pin,
Your world will deroot
And the trees will no longer grow.
Eclipses wallow in sadness
At the break of dawn.
Moonlight chariot rides
Occur in the house of flies,
And do not stop 'til death.

Harmony becomes savagery,
Headaches become nosebleeds,
And zero becomes one.
Haunting nature becomes your revolutionary dream,
And so it begins.

Grey skies and true lies
Only end in a false demise.