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Souls of Limbo

by Recorruptor

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I feel I have become a God - unassailable,
invincible and overridden with pride.
I am uncontainable, wholly indestructible,
passing through the window, where the souls of limbo reside.

Voyagers adrift endlessly in limbo.

Specters of the infinite void, once slain by
the sin that they were exhuming.
I am fucking horrified - absolutely scandalized
treading through the window, souls of limbo before my eyes.

Men, women and children failed,
suffering through what they’ve trailed.
Leprous skin and screeching wails.
The souls in unity, they hail
“Fuck your pride, for it will fail you.”

Disgusting aberration of my self-identity has
called upon a tornado of souls to terminate me.
“Brainwash this egotistical ‘God’.
Exterminate the murderous one.”
Perturbation settling into my mind like a disease,
a cancer stripping cells of sanity away, despite my pleas.
In two, my brain is split.
“Indoctrinate this pile of shit.”

“What a fucking pile of shit,
embedded into himself.
He will never fucking quit.
He will face an overpowering doom.”

Apparitions of the nonexistence prey upon my heart,
yearning to boast my prideful severed head atop their mantle.
“Brainwash this egotistical ‘God’.
Exterminate the murderous one.”
I am fighting for continuation of my life, in debt to
my dearest love. I cannot wait to see her any longer.
My lust is growing heavy.
The wraiths of limbo overbearing.

“Leave this cursed hellish place, or die.”

Escape through the window - leave the souls of limbo behind.

Men, women and children failed,
suffering through what they’ve trailed.
Leprous skin and screeching wails.
The souls in unity, they hail
“Fuck your pride, for it will fail you.”

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released July 15, 2020

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