Effectuation

Fairy tales with fiery pales gorged into the throats of the naïve

Sacred scales with rotting veal placed on the corpse of the brave

Misunderstood.

Tragedy afoot.

I lay awake,swaddled by darkness with HIS hymn as my lullaby

Dream that I'm knee deep in the ocean

Steam wraps my soiled skin

Under the light of the black moon

We're cracked from our cocoon

Life as we know it is a pixalised portrayal of our minds

Reality is an imaginary harmonize

A figment of our demise

To act as a blanket for our cries

When our choices make way for sour fruition

Our labor pays off... But at what cost?

The inception of lies created for the deception of another

Manifests the effectuation of the demons within

I don't want to die on the inside...