Life's missing
End briefing
Mission abort

It hurt
Hot dam
Like the stove has been left on
eternally in this land

Strife winning
Bended humans
Mocking emotion

As I sip on my potion
tryna rub the bottle to see a genie
grant me my wishes

But this red vision
In my mind
It aches it ache
Oh
How it ache my spine

The wishes granted
I am plastered
Higher then a master
Broke and filled with lethal cancer

I can live
I can live

I still have one wish

But why oh why do I feel like the Devils *****

On some whimsical addition
to an inevitable encryption
seen by the demons and the Holy messengers,
if I dare unfold the scroll
unchained the Demon who murders brothers just like Cain
... Cain.. Cane the cane
was up her nose when she lost all her values.
A deranged wish but I hope
it takes part to let the apocalypse start as our souls depart.