Undefined immorality;
You sell what you want.
Yayo all that you can.
Pick me up to mellow your come-downs.
But when you fly, I empathise with your pure fragility.
You make it snow twice a day,
and I envy you for that.
A wall-less vacuum;
absorbing all that’s good of you.
Attracting the worst and damaged,
to mind-control as their shadowing king.
Fallen to my knees as I worship the unholy
God rush through your veins.
You adore colours; black gemstones,
But the white lines wait for no man.