Immolate Us

come without me

to pain without pleasure as an exquisite physical torture

or come with me

and pleasure without pain may lead to true god damnation

maybe stay inside...

take it all as one

dissolve softly

breath by breath into air

into the ether 

from something

like it never happened

as anything, prepared for everything

ready for nothing

or ride the ridge

if you have balance

you may turn this blizzard into your breeze

and notice the terror,

that everyone's hiding

scared to death there is no one to blame

that it's everyone's fault

we numb ourselves to the pain

at least i do

because we've lost to the pleasure

at least i have

shh...

reality is real

it's that thing we've forgotten

(in between the comforts)

we all will die for this

(at least i have)

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