Flora

        A ruthless affliction A dark addiction To create for commission Imagination, Submission Call 'em as I see 'em We're just i     n it for the sum Of the parts of out hearts Contorting bodied into art. Lust and trust In our world nothing is just Creating perfection Flawless inception It's what we all want Ultimate correction But we harness the carnage And our souls become tarnished And we go back to darkness 'Cause isn't that what you wanted?