Titanomachia

Scouring history and scratching all the years away
My discipline is failing
Unfortunately uninvited memories, invade ecstasy
This disease should be kept locked away
I’ve heard nothing good or pure
Mesmerized by acts of torture
I’m condemning it to withdraw, long live loss
Inadequate as a face of this
Dishonest against the faithfulness of others
I’ve felt uneasier than this
Hearing scandal of a guilty party with graceless stories, you’re the gospel of
a gentle truth
Associate and circulate with a company of hideousness, there’s no authority to
match
Make your first move as it’s not my place to show, my only advice is be
delicate to disguise your need to do so