• A symphony of peculiar symptoms, coughing up the greenest of blood.
    Rejection of body and mind. An overdose of all that I’ve known.
    I proudly vomit the flag that I ate, the splintered unequal armed cross shoved down my throat
    and shards of the once colorful television screen.
    A merciless pounding headache, caused by the rapid decay of the dead gods that crawled into my infant skull long ago. Their blood trickles through my eyelids, clearing my vision.
    I shed the skin that the corrupted laws and covenants were once branded to.
    My eyes are now beautiful, swirling black holes consuming all knowledge and truth.
    A sharp pressure growing outward from my skull.
    Horns to impale any false prophet who dare attempt to enter my mind.
    Giant wings unfold from my spine to fly into the unknown.
    A deep and powerful force within me reacts to the stars above.
    A blasphemous euphoria as I release myself from this man-made oblivion.
    I ascend toward the stars, to storm the gates of infinity