Satanic trip!...
I’m sat here wonderin’ why my thoughts align,
With the dark,
like Satan’s mind.
Is it fate or just a sign,
That my brain’s like his,
And on a twisted grind?
Darkness creeps in,
a hellish find,
Satanic whispers,
leaving me blind.
I thought he was one,
but we're two of a kind,
When on DMT,
our souls combined.
Vaping the void,
darkness seeping in,
Thinking like Satan,
the world’s forsaken.
Reality...
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