Fractured mosaic
stare at last to lament for nothing more,
love commands us to harness the odor of guilt
Nourishing spears of destiny dismantles any illusions of 

The beloved

everything is chaos
Turmoil abound
history of insignificant embraces
to the music of deafening silence

Death is now
to these tired eyes
i wasted time not breaking down these walls
But the truths themselves
Oh they beckon and wail
I’m a slave of my own mind

Anger seems insignificant in the vastness of life
Liquefied Dust singing eulogies of me

Ode to the demons inside tormenting and taunting my ascension
out of this cage of straightjacket flavored nights.