System

Wait for the red sunset
As you split tranquility
The lies that you have spoken
Are now a debt to me

Your body begins to breakdown
Like slipping through your hands
Your mind becomes delusional
Like an hourglass without the sand

Your world is slowly warping
Your hands around your throat
Your coughing up curdled blood
So listen and take note

Understanding what is written
What is Standard, What is law
Your dying from this sickness
Only gaining from your flaws

You bring plague to those around you
And sicken all but pure
Your selling all our souls
Bargaining for a cure

Think far into the future
When your soul has been detained
Watching shallow waves
This pain you have sustained