Medicine for helping forgetting
Mephisto to thank, helping me getting it
Megiddo the site I’m not kidding, in my ghillie doing killings
Making killings, not concerned about a victim willingness
Big man not concerned about stick-thin silliness
See what sticks, must admit my skin’s like paper, cut quick
Quick to cut and quicker to sulk
Blood gets up but the slump never lasts
It comes and goes as fast
Many times has invited disaster
But one can’t change after ten and I’m 33
Jesus dead by this time, dead and immortal for all time, to all The Christ
What am I doing? Putting fire to fire
Joints and signing my name to the white noise.
Alchemisland 
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