The earth is not for me
With all it's commonalities and primordial seeds.
You see their is no empathy in my soul
For these waste of feelings like happiness and drawl,
Just an entity that feeds on my being
With psycho pathetic needs and a different way of seeing.
Why do you haunt me demon?! What do you want?
Is it to one day leave a corpse desiccated and taut?!