Denihilist

Body a temple, in his image is made
Penetrated will, nothing but a slave
The devils inside
The devils inside
Sensory induced, gate to hell
Overdosed on thought, chemical brain swell
A copper auroma already on my mind
Inside out, tasting on the inside
Death and life reduced to a blurred line
The spaces in between the grave where you reside
Notions of torture eternity plagiurized
Kicking and screaming begging to die
Twisted, compacted your will is mine. illusions of this pain, synapses react
and align. Unaware, but conscious, wretched patterns rise. The only way to keep
the body is safe is to fester in the mind
Lest not a being, but a vessel, a ship of bone cartilage and rotting muscle
I am the nihilist