Dribbling through my meditations
Shadows of my deviations
Rather a deviant than scrambled static
Scrambling stasis is never ecstatic
My ecstasy sounds just like your sigh
As you drift through your grey ennui (e-new-eye)
Sometimes it's worth saying it wrong
Just to keep the flow of your strange song
Singing in discordant shrieks
To tone it down would be so bleak
As meek as what I really am
Sitting here without a plan
Planets drifting to and fro
From whence we came we shall all go
A great damnation of fireball snow
Through agony you'll finally know
Images of harrowing shame
Befall you as I play my game
A game you cannot win or draw
Tumbling into my gaping maw
More than dreams and more than death
More than the DMT of your last breath
Breathe deep, recede, you need not be disheveled
As long as you remember:
I am the fucking Devil