Something of these days remind of a past,
Surprising how long they feel when knowing how long it's really last,
Memories made and sactioned deep within the mind,
I seek out the truth even if I do not like what I find.

From what the world has sickened is my hopes to purify,
This world is deep beneath the darkness and I yet find reason to conform.
Animalistic behaviors explained through a matters of sophisticated terms of a means to justify what is poison.
Barbarianism with intellect.

We are poison.