Dimorphic

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