Contemptuously guilty, rendered bittersweet through time
Hanging loosely from sturdy branches of jaded trees
Enriching the air with the sickly scent of burning flesh
There lies the amaranthine epitome of the world
Gather not the weak, but the passionately blind
Sundials and compasses point neither to desire nor lust
Promise not a land of treasure, but one abandoned by fate
Only the sinful stumble upon the demon fruit of discord
Such is the goodbye of a man enveloped in greed
Let the vines of the human fruit entangle your soul
Deprive not yourself of your haphazard sanity
But learn that it is passion that drives the driven wild
Poisonous pleasure and the fleshy gnawing of juices
Consume the fruit that drowns your existence
Dance in the hypnotic twilight of the estranged
Outstretch your arms, embrace the sin you so cherish
You are but a child of the world















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I know it kinda kills the contradictory effect of the line, but I still think 'Thickening the air with the sickly scent of burning flesh' would sound better.
And 'Gather not the weak, but the passionately blind'...
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