Lyrics Esoteric - Boreworm

Esoteric

The vultures begin to swarm
around this lifeless corpse of a vagrant town.
The few left are weary and weak
from the barren wastelands that lie behind us.
Vicious, firestrewn trails of fear, loathing, and
hopelessness mark our paths to righteousness.
Strength comes from
the satisfaction of dealing pain
to weaker forms that have succumb
to the ills of modern friendship.
There is no conscious light.
There only remains sorrow.
Free us from this frail reality.
Snakes like these
only exist in fragmented constructs
of the human psyche.
Reach forward into ever flowing void.
Feel despair, in all of it’s disgusting glory.