Dimorphic - Suidakra

To heal the state of dimness

I cast the blame

To the burden of life

It’s perpetuation — all the same

To unfold the splendour

And within the stain

To replicate myself

I succeed to fail

Lies and chains

Are a part of the machine

Perception changes

To fall apart from me

Like a hydra in a maze

Decisions are doomed to fail

Demented and depraved

I bite our own trail

Our tellural ground — infested

Even disease — lay wasted

No place for wonders — insatiate

Child of fire — kin of fate

Now swallow the light

Oblivion has the clearest conscience

Take all your fright

For serenity is a life sentence