I don't need religion. God bless no one. Me and my own opinions. Are written by me. You surrender. Under mass hypnosis. Bound to illusions. Produced by your god.
Insectine man, carnivore. The shape of us, the conduct of flies. All-consuming swarm in inconspicuous disguise. Bloodseeking, parasitic. Ecstatically tracing decay.
Tortured soul ripping skin into ashes. Blind by pain deaf by lies. Smell of freedom violently cuts forgiveness. Power to a being never dies. Suffer in truth's narrow passage saw.
Back again within myself. Asleep but aware I'm lost again. Every time I close my eyes. I enter the dream to which I'm strained. A sudden change into a stage.
What solace lies in the arms of fate. -The ill embrace of uncertainty. When did I leave this in other hands. -To be pulled down at chance. . Ripped away by destiny-claws.
Lacerating pains of degeneration speed through your trembling mind. Still, in machine-like strife, you gain another mile. The temporary, elusive goal; to reach the solace, to feed once more.
Stroboscopic contorsion-assault. Lightbulb language translated into fits. Codes of tendon-flickers I can't grasp. Focus lost as I writhe and twitch. Random beats of blinding shockwaves. Erratic suns that twist my eyes.
Inner perception trapped in a soul cage. Human wreckage I leave my liquid face. Who am I senses blurred who's my mind. In this life obscured. Visual progressions leave me no peace.
No one knows the soul of tears. And why can't we see human indignity. Who will laugh at the growing suffering. The bleeding rapidly breeding. Increasing.
Come and hear my twisted lies, the way I bend and falsify. A master of deception, user of an untrue smile. A rapist of the truth, adapting it to fit my cause.
I alone I fill my head with everything I have see. Into my empty face scarred I know I'll never be. You're all the power in my fucked up feelings. Worn out by frayed old visions I know I am you too.
Squint your eyes to see clearly. Blur reality to make it real. Let focus go from your deceiving eyes to know what's been concealed. We've all been blinded - Subjects to visual misinformation.
Redundant cruelty. Children are shoveled into enclosed solitude. in lack of value cause by minor defects. Each one an unsuitability. Outside the publics field of vision.
Drooling floods of Led. Armed with distorted belief. Sharp munition spat from our minds. Malignancy-rounds, automatic fire. . Black, acidic bile. Seeping wounds of shattered souls.
How come I shiver, hurt and bleed,. If in dreams I cannot truly feel. Who would dare say, who would claim. This hallucination isn't real. . Synaptical glitch looking glass.
Trapped in a ceaseless fever of spite,. an unending fit of resentment and anger. Caught in a moment of unforgiveness. In the snapshot of a hatefilled second.
Hear the mourners. The earth is gasping for air. Sneering at this thoughtless ravage. If we don't wake we'll massacre ourselves. . Sneaking skullduggery.
The glued-on sheet of self control. The ply of sense, of sanity. -Cracking at the seams. Torn from my reality. The motion of thoughts subdued. Overcome, suppressed by terror.
A state of perfection, immersed in filth. Equilibrium obtained. Pure in devotion to all things unwell. This sweet Zen of our ill condition sustained. .