Misanthropy
Posted: 19 Nov 2021, 15:28
This world is shining at night not during the day.
This city lives under the guillotine of bright lanterns, modern neon lights, lights of small lamps on even smaller cafe tables.
These lights - shimmer in their dream-blind pupils.
The world needs fools, clowns - to make those slightly higher than them feel better.
Resocialisation of the fall, mental poverty, a tender attempt to defend the excluded and the damned.
Rats in suit walking on excrement. Bold theses whispered to the mirror.
The world needs prestige, pedestals - to make those slightly below they carefully directed their dirty feet away from them.
The screams and gestures that attract the mob to the chrysalis.
They bore an example of unmeaning hopes.
Demons rise to applause.
The gods are already bored with the carelessness of their bastards.
Even an vampire would sell their fangs for hope.
The wolf doesn't care about the sheep's opinion,
He does not bow;
Represents lofty philosophy of the law of nature.
Orphaned you, naive child of darkness.
Give up your hope for the better. Cry, scream and writhe.
Dawn will force you to run from the pasture to the shade where I await you.
One bullet, one head and one good hunting day.
This city lives under the guillotine of bright lanterns, modern neon lights, lights of small lamps on even smaller cafe tables.
These lights - shimmer in their dream-blind pupils.
The world needs fools, clowns - to make those slightly higher than them feel better.
Resocialisation of the fall, mental poverty, a tender attempt to defend the excluded and the damned.
Rats in suit walking on excrement. Bold theses whispered to the mirror.
The world needs prestige, pedestals - to make those slightly below they carefully directed their dirty feet away from them.
The screams and gestures that attract the mob to the chrysalis.
They bore an example of unmeaning hopes.
Demons rise to applause.
The gods are already bored with the carelessness of their bastards.
Even an vampire would sell their fangs for hope.
The wolf doesn't care about the sheep's opinion,
He does not bow;
Represents lofty philosophy of the law of nature.
Orphaned you, naive child of darkness.
Give up your hope for the better. Cry, scream and writhe.
Dawn will force you to run from the pasture to the shade where I await you.
One bullet, one head and one good hunting day.