Renew tides slackening cycle. Stride on
into thereafter, the before, the here and now.
Sink in the mire of bedazzled thoughts, drown
in the murky hole of reeking degeneration.

Dispatch the curse of divine uncreation

Sink in the mire of bedazzled thoughts,
drown in the murky hole of reeking degeneration.

good morning everyone i am feeling a swirling ball of malice and hatred in myself towards the world today in regards to wanting to go for a nice lovely long walk and instead being met yet again with blistering heat that will make me horrifically ill if i were to go out in it so instead i must hilariously jog in place whilst i play video games instead (i have gotten very good at this)

you are bound by the limit of flesh, it will betray you.
suffer the rotting fate of all flesh.