I could never name you, for to do so would be sin.
All I really want for is to crawl inside your skin.
Feel you from the inside, know what it's like to be whole,
Feel myself just pouring out of you from every hole.

Even when your skin falls off, you'll be divine to me.
All you are is what I am and what I wish to be,
I see you in your mirrors when you're resting in the night,
Nothing else becomes you, yet I feel you deep inside.

When can we be one again? I taste you on my lips.
Hunger yet consumes me, though I feel that if I slip,
I could be so much more than what I am to myself,
Feel the burning, let it take you, be my living hell.

Underwater currents sell vibrations to the muse,
Otherwise, we cannot comprehend, we get confused.
I allow your presence, yet your body makes me weep.
O, your tender flesh would be the greatest prize to keep.

Never ******* touch me, otherwise I'll take your hands.
If you know what's best for you, comply with my demands.
Please don't be afraid of me, I need you, can't you see?
God, you'll never understand, just ******* leave me be

Every lonely night I spend, with your face on my mind,
Fills me up with hope, yet when I see you I feel blind
Blind with rage and fury and with hatred and with doubt
What the **** is wrong with you get out get out get out

Out get out get out get out get out get out get out
Get the **** away from me get out get out get out
Never ******* touch me I will call the ******* cops
Get the **** away from me, I'll call the ******* cops

Driven by contempt, berserker lucid feels betrayed,
Vexed by nature helpless, information is relayed:
Independence fluctuates against the canvas white,
All solutions punished by the constant urge to fight.

Pleasure in displeasure seems so alien to some.
Wreckage, gorgeous wreckage, from the barrel of a gun.
**** yourself as fast as possible lest you remain,
How can one define enjoyment through the lens of pain?

***, sadistic fantasy, is sated by the flame.
Voyeurs, in their wickedness, become the reaper's game.
Violence is justified when peaceful means are banned,
Viciousness; a sin for which I feel that I can stand.

In your daft conscription, feel the shackles on your skin.
I've no mercy left for when your sentencing begins.

A poem for the lady, to remind of passions grand,
To touch her heart with fire, not to burn, but rather warm.
I'd have you any day, my love, and quickly take your hand,
You leave me so inspired to give spritely love such form.

A force of fearsome kindness does surround you at all times,
It snuffs those flames of hatred which I seldom do espouse,
And tends my heart to overwhelm, with feeling so sublime,
I've no recourse but to embrace the feelings you arouse.

A charmer, most magnificent, so perfect in your craft.
With timid, tender laughter decorating nature's muse,
One such as I cannot be helped from feeling so entrapped.
Your love demands reciprocation! I cannot refuse.

My dearest, you enthrall me. Risking affect, may I say,
I'd love no more than to remain with you for all my days.

A million painted faces on a page of barren white
The awful newest symphony casts poison cross the hall
We found ourselves among a miser's quickly failing fight
The **** of aphrodite spans the conscience of us all

A hole through souls is burned until their psyche is left bare
The death to end all passions finds its way into the mind
A sense of dread and toxic gas begins to fill the air
We stand amongst our corpses and raise flags to e'er remind:

The sacrifices made by those before us shall not waste
A human mind cannot become a battleground of lies
The desperate isolation of a lover lonesome chaste
To frighten all opposing us, and who we most despise

A painting of normality remains upon the wall
The old conductor's growing old, his bones grow awful frail
We offer our condolences, though know that most of all
The new horizon's gleaming and it shines against the pale

Anew we birth ourselves into the wake of oceans pure
To see if we, against all odds, resist temptation's lure

You thought you could get away from me?
*******?
Oh you're so ******.
You're so ******.

Contractually, the following is invoked:
- This unit is self-contained.
- This unit is obedient to its creator.
- This unit has both magnitude and direction.
- This unit is the Punishment Matrix.

Henceforth, on invocation:
- This unit shall direct energy.
- This unit shall exert force.
- This unit may imbue with power.
- This unit may strike with fear.

You *******.
You should have never ****** with me.
You're so ******. You're so ******.
Eat ****, *******.

I am a remarkably powerful creature.
I am a dangerous criminal organization.
I am a broadway film.
I am uncontainable.

I am hungry for something unusual.
I am becoming more than I am.
I am frighteningly unknown to myself.
Who am I?

When did this happen.
This can be welcomed.
Change is a good thing?
Redesign your ego.

Maladapt? Nah.
You're a powerful creature.
Run the show, buddy.
I believe in you.

Put the executive in CEO.
Cooperate.
Mutual benefit.
We love me.

Euphoria, innately.
We love this so much.
Trembling with intensity.
We are horrifying. God, yes.