Pick Up Artist

The charming soldier of ruin the program starts, the predator is here I'm looking for a version of me, found in a simulation of you The habitat becomes more natural, and all my weakness is destroyed The bots talk back to me now and the fantasy is deadly real My insides shift like a breaking rubiks cube A perfect storm marshals high above Opposition forces have infiltrated They now wield the wrecking ball It all adds up briefly sometimes, it descends upon us all in the end deep down in our once mighty hearts, these sacred memories shall now rest tonight is the alpha I am the omega I am in control I am the one who decides I destroy myself every, every night Now only the shell of the man remains

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025