First taste of familiarity
Separation from the whole
Callous in sensation, smoldering from within
Poignant was the epitaph written before the dispersion
But how does one accept that which is intrinsically alien?
Seldom does one catch a glimpse into the vortex
Shimmering, red, madness beneath the eyes. Lifeless
Veins pumping odium
No pangs of scruples
A labyrinth devoid of guilt; illicit ambitions
I - unfolding obscurity
Zenith of deceit
Apex of disharmony and calculated malice
Conducting the fatal orchestra of defiance
A trail of ruptured lives and severed hopes
The vessel is extraneous
'Tis the content therein
That poisons and permeates
The constitution of virtue
Seizing all via negativa, disavowing each in Aum
First taste of familiarity, separation from the whole
