​Anathema

Inevitably, it all comes to an end. All lacking understanding of the process, the plan, and the pain. Forever locked in the cage of it’s own confusion. Contorted reality, corporeal insanity. Place it on the pyre. Light the spirit, cast us out. Suffocate the immaterial.

Place us in the fire. End the inevitable mire. Devout bitch, cast us out. Throw us on the pyre.

It’s all over now, you don’t need us. Remain a shell, a slave, sempiternal. It’s a lie you needed to believe in. You don’t need us, turn us in. Walk the plane as a corpse and be satisfied with your choice.

Ignite the fire. End this curse. You bitch, just throw us out. Drop us in the pyre.

Waste of time, waste your gift. It’s expected, there was no future. Just a marionette with no puppeteer. Vacate the metaphysical. Just end it.

Listen and light your spirit. We don’t want you. Just listen to the voice and end it. Listen to my voice.

Ignite this fire and end it. Just end it.

Place me in the fire. End the inevitable mire. Devout bitch, cast me out. Just throw me, I’m tired. Just fucking burn me on the pyre. Just burn me. Just fucking burn me. Just burn in hell.

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