All That's Bad
He's poison to me
It comes in waves
My energies drain the sun
Laughing Gods
Mocking me
Deliver me undone
Feel my suffering
Contempt in my heart
Erase me from myself
Leave me restless in wandering
Empty in my hell
Vainitys' the antidote
My vial of comfort
For I see it drags you beneath
Hang my soul upon a shadowed hollow
Where my conscious eye wont see
Our chessboard turns
To steer destination
Driving the players mad
Intellects' warzone
Where sympathys' rationed
Majesty in all that's bad..
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