Induced psychosis lies dormant for today, but you
know you'll get sick again. So what's wrong with
this picture but bones in the beak of the Erudite
who talks to himself. Cut yourself, hang
yourself...The human instinct presides when mind
and body consequentially divide. Emerge from cold
tile. Not to be reborn...Rather, to suck the
breast of scorn. Breathe in...Breathe out. The
drugs begin to take and what used to be a deadly
secret, now is the utmost rapport. As far as I can
tell, I am more addicted to a wealth of being
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thoughts in your mind. It's a conflict of
interest, but it makes the truth easy to find.
When the walls are hammering down your curse and
the prophecies stand aside...Time flying by like
you wish you were dead...So hide as well as you
can. You'll never be free. How does it feel?
You've got no fuckin' chance. All done...This is
it...You're gonna burn in fuckin' Hell until you
die. Sickened by relation...You're diseased.
Sharing needles!