ugly beginnings
destructive beings
raw negativity
amongst divinity
let's all get drunk
with these punks
sword-fighting
filthy and delighting
impress on me
what you want to be
but give up the game
scar your own name
nothing is sacred
no love; only hatred
falling down on us
losing control, thus
no dire expectation
for shallow liberation
a fool and a fellow
will damage the mellow
psychedelic dreams
everything in between
a haven of distrust
bound up in disgust
cruising the grime
left scene of a crime
a gruelling experience
an un-nerving acceptance
leave the dirt creek
dry, and become weak
give in to your sin
now your work begins
gross intelligence
waste of space, hence
you might just crash
you may burn cash
until you forsake
the lives that you take
every single holy day
tonight I will not stay
I leave you without
even a shred of a doubt...
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