Gluttonous savages scrambling aimlessly
Towards inevitable thoughtless oblivion
Cannot appeal to the masters of everything
Scowling from mountain view
Trying in vain to please
Fools Will not understand
Cannot understand
Pointless waste of time
Selfish elitist view
Tearing down
All construction of lucid palace
That was once
Saving grace from constant torture
Of internal infestation
Soul-destroying spiders
Knitting their devices
A place of peace has been denied
By constant missteps and delusions
I have already died
This is a final call to regenerate
Damages suffered from
Lacking experience
Bitter in vanity
Absorbing that which I wish to deny
Tarnishing purity
Becoming that which a leper applies
Distancing sanity
Becomes obscurity
Inadvertently
Feeding my enemy
Envious miscreant
Distorting my intent
Scalpel of dissonance
Who is the hypocrite
This sole desire is to achieve that place
Where we have conquered our own disgrace
We must understand
We shall understand
Or we've already died
Tearing down
All construction of lucid palace
That was once
Saving grace from constant torture
Of internal infestation
Soul-destroying spiders
Knitting their devices