"Harlequin ghost, putrid skin elected to become inside out.
In this hunting season, I'm killing you off."
"Light reflections shine in my eyes,
I've been falling asleep for quite some time."
"Tired of the meaningless answers I seek,
Alone I sleep under the family tree.
My existence fragile and weak,
Fuck reality for birthing me."
Creating cesspools of unfulfilled prophecies
Age of Faux Enlightenment.
You wanted us to fear for the god that was never ours,
Fucking ourselves in circles.
released January 30, 2016
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