$#&@ the parish/
where rope strangulates my subconscious/
cuz I was born into this/ heart beat with no monsters

reevaluate my third eye/ cuz I was born die/
it's like why hate living/ rebirth my understanding /
keep away from these vampires /

emotions like blood trigger their quicksand /
follow no man/ cry as much as I never could/
while my pain disintegrate thru word/

scriptures I find peace in but could never follow /
hoist my self up from birth/
no mother or father could've taught me to steer clear of what hurts/

hindered by human nature/
where mine eye was blinded then cured/ ab sit omen/
still chanting mantras in my sleep/ eyes awakened / my hollow soul/

now I want nothing more than to cure the world /
Vida saint like Buddha/
synonymous with chaos/

be the negative space.