Into the Exploitation of a Fabled Reality

Hidden in a realm
Secluded by paradox implications
Inside the heart of taboo temptations
Acute in idol illusions
The factor candied up with empty substance

Locked inside
A box filled with phantasmal illustrations
Macabre emotions smiling denial
Crowded with misanthropic chaos
In a maelstrom of misinformed cadence

Being the greatest is hard
But they are, Proclaims their narcistical urges
The epitome of worst disguised as best
In a life they praise highly of themselves
Dreaming berserker nightmares
Marching onto disoriented fantasies

Ah, The sweet smell of destruction
Flesh laden upon a maggot’s lair
In a kingdom built for retched filth
Birthing dirt with slime
As it rains blood
In a subliminal metaphor

Mother nature
Dressed like a whore
By the fate of her subjects
Slapping her, selling her rights
To those who shall abase her
With their own tainted visions
Of being spectators of her
Fall from grace
And the pimps rejoice
Drinking the venom for which they spew

Eating her flesh
Topping it with worms and leaches
Watching the frogs and locusts fall around them
From the skies high of overcompensation

Ah, They said the Devil made them do it
As they kneel down before innocence
Only to stab it in the back with their toxic affections
Craving the power of a transmitted disease
Cowardly infected with their own demonic agenda

After a trip to the sewage center of forgiveness
After they are finished destroying every last resource
They move on
Forgetting what soul they soiled, What heart they raped

Sympathy only for those
High in the pecking order of denial
Climbing on the back of a hobo’s legacy
Intellectualness traded for obliviousness
As their toys make them lust
For the slaughter of Mary’s little lambs
After all exposing gullibility makes for better entertainment

The world loves it’s drama
For it is one big reality show of dread
Spraying neurotic fairy tales on each other
As they swallow the pill that makes their ego big

And society said I was the crazy one
The one out of touch with reality
Well that is fine by me. Thank you, Drive through



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