Waves of destruction strip me of my identity,
Until I am nothing but another faceless mask: a blank expression.
Indifference in the form of passion;
A passion that was lit in me by the hands of destruction.
All I have left of myself is this kaleidoscopic fleck of passion.
So let destruction consume me, so that I may keep this fragment of myself:
A pin prick of light, born and fuelled by my own darkness.
So do not save me from myself, I’m right where I want to be.
Until I am nothing but another faceless mask: a blank expression.
Indifference in the form of passion;
A passion that was lit in me by the hands of destruction.
All I have left of myself is this kaleidoscopic fleck of passion.
So let destruction consume me, so that I may keep this fragment of myself:
A pin prick of light, born and fuelled by my own darkness.
So do not save me from myself, I’m right where I want to be.
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