Disease
It took me for a reason
It took me out on compromise
It cheered for all my evil
It killed me off before I died
An honest indecision
I honestly could not prepare
For empty silent visions
The corner of my mind is why I care
I breathe for un-religion
I live for everything that doesn’t live at all
This bleeding superstition
I’m fuelled by lust and want to see you fall
I run to my undoing
I run to you when I am afraid
I feed on your assuming
If I come around then I’ll take it all away
It needs me for a reason
It lifts me up before I deny
It takes the dying seasons
It turns them into why you lie
I’ve given everything now
I’ve cut myself out of your reality
I’ve opened my eyes but somehow
I fail to come to terms with this hypocrisy
For this I’ll destroy myself and everything I see
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