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Since the night the stars fell out the sky

I hold my head in my hands thinking of ways to say goodbye

There were nights when the bright lights of polaris formed ill conceptions

But now I walk the wastelands of idle torture with no directions

Spare meat cylinders, afterwards backwards reversed captured

Hollograms in the sediment regurgilate the millipede finishing one leg of the

journey

Hobbling of balance fractured wings tips create difficulty with movements

Translucents appear fluent in the language of doom, cuaterized fingertips from

hells pits

Lack feeling to grip a natural explanation to the touch dialect broken freely

Uttered from the mouth of conniving to easy, I don’t care if you believe me

Because I believe myself in a world gone dark with dusty bibles on the shelf

Oh my gods! Been hypnotized echo reflected of the face of the faint star

Sight straining seeks solar but so far my sonar drips tar when it is spoken

That hot liquid smoking dragontooth flamelung sidestepping the martian’s meaning

A garbage cycle mechanics keep repeating as worthless as the androids that

recently surfaced

Circling the deep blue plummeting shades becoming distorted by the glossy views

Drifting silhouettes contaminate retrospect, the dark tide, the frightened bride

The psycho side, the death ride won’t you kill me until I come alive

And won’t you kill me till I come alive

Everything is visible from here

It’s clear I can distinguish sounds with my ear

There’s no fear of what my sight peers because it’s clear

From here…

Which step shall I take which leg shall I break

If I parachute from this cliff which direction will I drift

It’s meaningless if I stay here…

All is one individual molecules around the sun

Keep fighting till wars are won, until there’s none left to fight

Except one the remaining plight, come together the butcher and the beggar

A spare slice a homely attitude with a little advice

The neighbors are screaming for the savior, he’s not here, our hearts are made

of beer

Keeping the filters clear everything is a possibility

But nothing will happen if I’m here…

Since the night the stars fell out the sky

I hold my head in my hands thinking of ways to say goodbye

There were nights when the bright lights of polaris formed ill conceptions

But now I walk the wastelands of idle torture with no directions

Drifting without control it feels good to my stagnant soul

There’s no light for me to follow no flow of energy everything is hollow

Where am I at there’s no feeling in this pitch black atmosphere the lights are

gone out

With the bursting of the sphere wich leads me here completely unaware

Nurturing the soft molecules of the demon’s glare and the holy infliction

From the jagged edge stained glass shard scars chemically imbalance retards

This stagnant pit fabricated pull pit fragmented my wits with flabbergasting

bullshit

I feel the same as you souls cauterized from grasping what is true

Death — my life if I am dead would better than any of the lives I have lead

I am the nutcase that remains standing in the prison of my depression

Admiring my trivial obsessions that are no longer little through my perception

Maybe it’s infection that makes us sick, maybe your hiding from the truth

And become infected because of it, think for a moment what is real and what is

fake

Is fiction what you create or do you believe that it’s real

Because it’s the path you choose to take, although it’s true that we have been

deceived

Of everything previously conceived, stupid fucks sitting in the shallow muck

Wading in the waste like a sitting duck soaking up the stench

It’s the abstract evolution, the abstract evolution stop making sense

I need the confusion

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