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