An amount of uncanny elusiveness,
just a particle that once contained nudity...

Wonders sparkle with diamonds and rubies
fantasy's captured within lobes of magic bliss...

Masterpiece of affliction wounds imagination,
vendetta speaks for itself all over again...

Beseech tainted senses to start bleeding again
because I tasted death and brittle deities...

These words are made of dynamite-
they leave static, blank faces...