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In a realm of nefarious evils
Familiar acts and atrocities
Of horrific and immoral desire
Is the aspect of infinite confusion.

Injected within a known Idea of existence
A brief placement of question - an unpleasant wonder
Known by theists as moral probability.
This Interjection comes in the form of dreams...

Dreams of great battles and sheer brutality
Between all that is known by some
And what can only be explained as the weak
Beliefs of the those who are fearful...

Dreams believed to be a mental attempt
To ponder decisions of animosity and criminality

A battle that is never won...nor lost
And returns every time I sleep.
I can not utter your answer to the question
Of what is right and what is wrong.

To admit that my atrocities are wrong
Would be to admit that I am bound by the
Moral fibers of theists..

I am not weak I am ME.
Your laws have no meaning here
These dreams are not welcome
Murder is all I know.

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