I am the abyss, the essence of your thirstiness,
Causing rancid effects to some while I render merciless,
Boldly swinging swords at demonic serpents in verb tense,
Leaving the inferior servants left like worthless merchants,
Noble Knights spittin fire through a fallocy parody,
Contributing mercy towards victims, a question of morality?
dinner plates consists of rib ends & ripped torsos,
More so, condensing solids to smoke into mere morsals,
I flip bodies onto canopies savagely,
With elements that inflict pain manually,
My brain computes on a astroplane mechanically,
Through a product of nice trys,
Im leaving the opposition bite size,
Painting portraits with my memory can never be,
or amount to the feeling when thoughts are murdering inside of me chemically....