The Destruction Artist

Rescue me I’m only a sorry stage of wandering in between In the sun I will ride in the sea, rescue me Blocking all of the sight from the weak, rescue me Rolling screams in the night murder all, rescue me In the ditch I will hide hidden from everyone I’m still running Running through what I call slums Gravity is weighing me down Once inside I make my nest The fire and branches all unkept My connection is severed clean From every evil tongue that clings Even in the times of waste My sorrow has a special place But before my wave now exists The darkness of my mind eclipses us all I’m still running Running through what I call slums Gravity is weighing me down Destruction is my name I’m going to shout it loudly Your artistic ways are now on display And debris, you know your name As the system’s wires fray open on display Cognitive disruption This cognitive disruption Cognitive disruption Beauty of this destruction Tonight is your name and you will feel the fury This is not where I’ve fallen This is not where I’ve fallen This is not where I’ve fallen It is only where I’ve gone too fast, too slow And left the wake for my enemies’ clones