Iconoclast by Defiler
good lord above.
I've got nothing of consternation anymore.
Months upon years, dwelling and failing to see whats in
front of me.
A better question to ask...is if these fucking scars are
real.
my veins are strychnine.
with burning windows in my eyes,
i crawl back inside my crestfallen chest and insist to
exist.
i will never fucking change and this poses a problem for
the ones who associate with this revenant.
i don't know where it comes from, all i know is where my
malevolence travels.
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