Original Poem
Interstellar travels on rewind
The dimensions of the mind
Sins as heaven's entrance to the kind
I'm numb, from the cold of the blind
Intersections of crimes that defy
The logic of the people that lie
Humanity and his intelligence of an animal but never asks why
The ironic potential of their cry
It strikes the soul
Hitting like a boxer with a goal
Keep the emptyness of the toll
Burn the bodies beneath the coal
Hysterical
I'm lost among the miracle
Alone to face my Pentacle
The return of the pinnacle
The weight of acceptance
Burns along the fence
And I, walk among its coals with a lance
Killing my targets with a glance
Death before the play
The chance of the day
The promise you never say
And the actions that was suffered inside my decay
It's absurd
To live among the herd
When you constantly facing the bird
Conflicting from the burning firb
Bathing, in the word of the spiritual
Evading, the corralled sacrificial ritual
The painting of the habitual
Telling us what is mutual
Yet. I'm. Consumed.
Vultures, pecking at what's assumed
The infringeness of the fumed
Starved from truth as they become marooned
I'm stretched across the miles
The sharks giving their smiles
Undaring to approach against the files
As I write down the murderous trials
And now it's official
The reality of world is screaming artificial
The ending as clear as an illuminated fascial
The vastness of perspective is spacial
But for now we're swimming in the aquarium
Free to leave but only through delirium
Meanwhile my tongue cuts like obsidian
As demons bleed at the medium
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