Ego Ex Viscera

I was the rock; I was the chain

You detached to keep from drowning. it's only natural

(I am the weak link in this chain of events. I am the dark spark, malevolent brilliance, and it is getting old. Claw out my eyes to hide my mind. Drag them down your back to eject your spine. I always strike when the iron is cold as shit, but I swear I'm not indifferent.)

In this world of impermanence get it through your head your actions are irretrievable across a tectonic timeline of your own design. It doesn't matter your intention or how dead to everything that you were. All that matters is the cost. The end result and who it hurt. It doesn't matter your intention or how dead to everything that you were

(I am the weak link in this chain of events. I am the dark spark, malevolent brilliance, and it is getting old. Claw out my eyes to hide my mind. Drag them down your back to eject your spine. I always strike when the iron is cold as shit, but I swear I'm not indifferent)

I am a black hole, ugly, and cynical. You make me remember my heart has a spring even in December. I am more than my faults and my failures. I am the thorn in my own side, the knife in my own back months after the fact, but I refuse to remain complacent

(I am the weak link in this chain of events. I am the dark spark, malevolent brilliance, and it is getting old.)