055A

Gloom my sluggish haunter

I’m torn asunder, walking

on a pathless track

I wear a mark, a sign of shame

effectless

my demons got my back

The venomous child

got a second face

my silence

got me closer to God

nothing appeals to me

nothing is real to me

despite the things I’ve been through

I walk in flames

as though I feel no pain

cutting holes into my tired legs

fields of havoc arise before me

I stride on woven threads

I’m a hero, I’m a seer

I’m all over, but not near

I wear a mask with divine eyes

after all my inner vision is clear

beyond all shade

my mind is a marvel

I obtain the gift to

smell the psychosphere

Just awoke on 055A

meet me again old swayer, this time

you kneel before me

hold back your sword

I got my own blade

this time motherfucker

I choose to be free

I speed towards the end of time

my skin burns away

fields of havoc arise before me

I am a bird of prey

I’m a hero, I’m a seer

I’m all over, but not near

I’m a savior, I’m a healer

I’m the center, but not here

I’m a swayer without a throne

I’m a martyr but got no crown