Hymn of Disgust

Rituals of movement barely defined by logic Solitude in the false light of agreed upon delusion Hallucinations plague the beholders eyes Weakness of framework is evident everywhere When I die, I embrace the void I long for the darkness The endless forever When I die, there will be no more nonsense No more walking masks No more of this shit The frail façade of human life Weak displays of selfish love Gray light illuminates the foul Pretending you’re not the waste of flesh you are