Abstrakt Algebra

Like a ton of bricks
The ultimate fix
In this shangri-la
Im the human crucifix
Brutalized penetration
Nine inch salvation
The ecclestical thrill
Instant life refill
Pandemonic pain
Relation profane
A neurotic mission
To purified non-fiction
Magnified recussance
The salt of the endurance
But I hate the pleasance
Of iconized acceptance
Its called frustration
Its called frustration
So called frustration
Who needs frustration
I need frustration
We need frustration
As a product of the environment
I accept the causes of the jungle
Mentally. But when I walk through the
Shadow of the valley of death I fear all evil
I hide under my stone
Where my ego can be alone
From all violated eyes
And supersonic lies
Stigmata
Ethno-cultural storms
Butterflies and worms
Aphasic isolation
And total aggravation
An observing eye
When worlds collide
The apathic relation
Is like clinical masturbation
Stigmata
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