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I am a cold Calculated self-destructive malicious being.

For there is nothing that holds me here.

Or makes me feel.

I am a mindless beast.

Created by my self-inflicted suffering.

Walk the lands of desolation.

The hatred that binds & brings slow suffocation.

Binding by the torture of my mind’s decaying abscess.

Cancerous infection, self-annihilation.

Purification of this anger through my malice I feel deep within.

Some consider it a sin. But I know it is my blessing.

(Now I can smell ether

Permeating from a neighbor’s dwelling)

What is this endless suffering, That we call reality?

Awakened into a living nightmare.

One day I resort to killing

Now I sit back & watch this world burn.

Watch it fuckin’ burn.

As do I with it.

Leave my corpse to rot under the dying sun.

Rotten