Devastating Enemy The Purity Paradigm
I see the wrath on a vision inside. I take a toll on
devastation. Suffocation on the untouched of the Pure.
Tainted vestment soaked in blood feigned to enhancement.
Breed of lust, ridden by anger (Magnitude of hate).
Driven by lunacy, pity the blinded (victims of their
fate) for not soiling that Purity. Choosing the right to
defend obscure desires as fault and guilt and freedom of
choice, Combined to a death-bringing vault. Absurdity, my
evidence of pain. My church / my hope. My Everlasting
lack of constraints. Find my passion in dust, destroyed
by the impact of righteousness. Recognizing the roles in
this play, slowly paralyzed down on my knees.
