Formahldehyde.

Creeping up...
Can't you hear the violins?
Can you smell the formaldehyde?
Can you feel the animals clawing at your skin?
Falling, forever.
In to closed spaces and doors you can not get through.
Can you taste the fear?
They want you dead.
They want to seperate your head from your body.
Because you don't belong here.
You don't belong anywhere.
And now you're lost.
Floating heads...
Faceless smiles...
Morphing in to terrible shapes.
Chloroform etched to your wind pipe.
She screams.
They fight for you.
You tread on their bodies, shifting them in to the earth.
Burried alive.
You shouldn't have done it.
Pathetic.
And as they laugh at you, as your face contorts,They disappear and you're on your own again.
You ask yourself "Why can't I stay the same?"
Oh baby, we're in Wonderland.