• A simple rhetorical question:
    Who do you love? Rubella...or Rabies?
    Inquire but never succeed, dont concede your fate
    you dont have to believe a lie
    and now the only question is "why?"
    All your curiosity leaves you with this:
    a lake full of Hellfire, shrouded in mist
    so are you eco friendly, or ego-villainous?
    you dedicate what you call a life to a torture cult
    What do you need to feel it? The pain of others?
    How do you intend to conceal it? A bloodtie of brothers?
    The blood is thicker than water
    but the whiskey tastes better than blood
    a single malt hemoglobinous elixer
    the clash of your two worlds is a hideous mixture
    Scream through the mics and prepare the spikes
    for their heads...and now the ideal is dead
    somewhere between the end and now,
    everything solidified, petrified, simplified
    and now we are stuck in limbo
    that place that exists in the line drawn to separate
    hypothermia and hypochondria
    eradication is a pleasure storm and oblivion is the whore house
    and you sit like lab rats, hosting an incurable virus
    see the discoloration of your iris
    blue to green to white to red
    the virus has spread
    a self loving malignancy
    a hyocritical transition into the hypothetical
    a land of synthetic dreams and cynical schemes
    with the means to demean all that we cherish
    Silver is in the air
    dont be scared
    pretend Im there and relax...relive...and retreat
    because the soldiers are on their feet