To Buddah

A camel breathing Infinity, desert as the cradle for serenity. If the circle around me ties, i carry the burden of all lies, erasing the bound between self and I. Learning logic trought the use of narcotics, exotic antibiotics for boredom. Domination of the middle empire, burn soul and spirit into my lungs, controlling the source of desire. Too many gods for a single mankind, blessed is the guillotine halo that leaves you blind. Green ashes on a wooden floor, what else could i ask for?