As a visitor I was taken
Added to an idea
To die or grow old for an improper idea
Lying, screwed
Dejected and putrid like a skull
I see it pass my life
Fricted to torment minute by minute
gnawed by worms, reeled
In forced encryption, buried
Tied to the tedium of stillness
Suspended and cursed
I will free myself under thelema in madness
gnawed by worms, reeled
In forced encryption, buried
Flooded in the anxiety of the anxious
With the skin stuck to the bones
in my wild gaze I see legions
That lead me to meet them

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