I am the soft terminator ,
the smart survivor ...
I feel a cold compassion for your
unfathomable solitude .
Your souls are acid drops of requiem
ending with a lethal rainmaking ritual.
The musicality of your despair ,
is the flesh of my inspiration...
I read the colors of your creed ,
the one who know your knots of craziness,
I am the Harlequin of darkness...
The karma machina cuts souls
into strips of cyanotic tears on the moon...
Comtemplate the great comic void
of your passions toxic dust .
I am the enigma that injects venom ,
palid mask versus the dissociated mirror .
There\'s no death before this life .
You\'re just held on a leash at the tip
of a steel sex that spits eternity...