Dark Facets of Self Indulgence - Inherit Disease

A cold gaze of the unreal

False realms of our inanimate children

Through veins do not coarse, synapses are fired

As we travel through a twisted paradise

Of our own making, a realm of indulgence

Of lust and power

The decay of reality

Myriad of pleasures

Repeating endlessly

To the point of disgusting perversion

Drunk with power

In this garden of eden

Pleasure fuses with pain

A god with a bloodlust

Surpassing the most deprived

Masochist, blinded by a fiendish brutality

Thought of the insane and schizophrenic

Are deleted redirection into another reality