I could never complete or fulfill you
For I carved into my chest an emptiness
A self inflicted curse to surrender
To detachment and impassiveness
I tread across the burning water
Across the ruins and the toxic waste
No external solitude to be found
Just loathing for the human race
Repugnance consumes me into seclusion
Disgust for my own flesh and bone
I revel in the devil's laughter
And I whisper in the serpent's tongue
I dream of darkness and a storm's forthcoming
A purging of our boundless greed
I dream of the wind, and of the fire and water
Scouring the earth until there's nothing left to bleed
Then there will be no love or hatred
No religion ,war, or chaos here
No purpose for the things you cared for
An infection on this floating sphere
Affection is inconsequential
Our need for constant procreation
Death will consume as a silent shadow
Bringing forth our world's damnation