And some day you'll pay,
For all of these years,
Wasted in this slavery,
To the darkest of ideals.

Enshrouded with white, you did fight hard for your mind.
All this disguiséd in the blackest of your lies.

I can not see through this,
Opaque the future seems.
Bathed in human vomit,
So quickly I decay.

I'd like to see you walk away from this cold nothing.
The sweet kiss of alcohol – calming to my nerves.

I can not see through this,
Bleak the future seems.
Bathed in human vomit,
So quickly I decay.

This obsession – like none I've known before –
It pushes me to the jagged edge.
I know no simple recourse from this path.
My body aimed for bloodless aftermath.

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