Judging by the outside. No one sees the inner plague. Managing to spread your infestation. Through what you do and say. . Underneath your surface. Hides another face.
Through portals of silvery bliss. Exit the flesh, leaving all of this. I travel within, my eyes remain closed. To this body I am but a host. . Disconnecting from the body.
War seeks revenge upon all peace. A turning of the tide again. Turmoil rising. . Unleash the boiling chaos. Once veiled by mists of lies. . Turmoil slowly kills the calm.
I am the conscious soul. Supreme awareness. The serpent rising. Following the spine. . Nothing has really changed. No nothing's really new. Everything is still the same.
I gain energy from your attack. Feed on the venom you spew. I find destiny in the certainty of death. Turning what you say against you. . The beginning, found within the end.