Your mind has turned into a necropolis,
To preserve your inner fear.
A tunnel vision that will keep you on this course.
With nothing there to grind your adamant gear.
Hysteria leaves you blinded
In your secretive isolated world.
Torn beyond dimensions,
cannot escape that Zombie swirl.
Caught in a medial coma
Just let them operate instead.
This life can be so ordinary,
with a transceiver obstructed in your head.
A panorama barred by your inner fears,
Veiled in pure disbelief,
Forever sleepwalking full of grief.
Transformed in a complacent shell.
Decerebrated, lost but fortunate.
Constantly fed by the hounds of hell.
A bizarre painting created in your head,
Only existent to limitate your episteme.
Paranoia fermented by a lapper Messiah,
Omnivorous parasite devouring Gaia.

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