Abstinence to heal impurities deserted child, the prodigal son a chemical well-being thrust upon you inherit yourself, cause you're the only one agitate me and I become a beast that breathes no air repress myself instinctive reaction my eyes roll back again catastrophes agonize the system of the animal an outcast a freak to what the rest call the norm so misguided. The path you choose will only lead to the end slowly fading out the picture. I Have lost my grip the system of the animal not here to please anybody else's needs. I Have lost my sense I am tired of apologizing I have no remorse for human mistakes I am tired of trying to be a perfect mold in their eyes content in my vice drawn to the lewd my pain will suffice the path that I choose freeing myself of all these obligations closing my eyes to the world alone