I was exiled once
And shattered into pieces
Dispersed about the universe
Each fragment morphing into soul
Compressed within the tissue
Nursing in the stream of blood
s**ing on the juice of life
And waiting for the moment to awake
For some integral element
For others parasitic strain
Transfecting every cell and mind
No matter what I thrive
Concealed within the shell of human kind
From dawn till dusk of human life
Forever fading and proliferating
I die in flesh that melts away like wax
Discharged with pus I flow
Exposed to perils of liquidity of life
I am your only solid core
Chaos within
Discharged with pus I flow
To feed the worms
Then briefly disappear
Only to be born again
A flower on the tomb
I travel through the realms of time
Musing at your self-inflicted pain
And savor my supremacy in your trival game
Where people are merely used as paws
I play on the stage of my desires
Until the time when all my bits rejoin
And I will come alive
...And order is just for me