this fate
good or bad
won’t save you
close your eyes and enjoy the ride into madness
mountains crumble to burry shrines
oceans boil
oceans rise
to swallow fields with cities they feed
golden nests of Phoenix
so be it
dreams are built on sick desires
everything will drown before your eyes
unless you learn your origin
ruthless harvest upon the hybrids
you wandered this desert of bones for nothing
watched the skies lonely
starving for purpose
stray dog
blinded by the smell of blood and sausage
out of control since young
the only good part of nomad’s life