Acathasia - Tilt



Go on further and we will lay to waste, precious blooms in our haste, we =

ravage all of them, desperate for the medicine, take a salve that used =

to soothe, make sure it can knock you cold, take a gift from nature's =

womb, reduce it to it's harshest form. I've learned to make it stronger, =

to get my fill, concentrate it 'til it kills, how can I make it lethal? =

That's all I can feel, distill it 'til it kills. Embodiment of beauty, =

now we can engineer, we can extract from the core the calibrated traits, =

we skillfully can integrate, highest grade that can be had, most potent =

substance known to man, if there's a price down on the line, push it out =

of your cluttered mind. The absolute need quickens in my abdomen, it =

kicks inside, like an undead child, urging me onward with reflexive =

violence, excruciating beat, to keep me on my quest.

Submitted by: Mel



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