.the archetype illuminates
my future's slip
on a hopeless deathtrip
stop a nothing
convalesce on the spot
inert until you rot
throw your cross
like a steak into the chest
on a hopeless deathtrip
crashed, scattered
blood on the filthiest hands
your worst ni.
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