faces in the mind distort and decay
memory fades so does the fear of it
blank looks stare back just as confused
the enemy on the offensive

so content in your
embedded dream
the vessel only left behind

in these arduous times black market liver for sale
spoils of gluttony yields sores
desperation and a penchant for chaos
blaze a trail to demise

so content in your
embedded dream
the vessel only left behind

so content in your
embedded dream
the vessel only left behind

destroy the heretic
to wake the living dead
kill
so you may live
to see the end of it all

live to work work to live
heads of prophets on display
so beautiful
I think I am dreaming