Fleshbore
Single • 2024
Life has revealed its true nature upon me The veil of obscurity unzips and reveals Reality is nothing more than a lucid dream A plot of tangible data just waiting to be rearranged And tampered with in order to obtain my desired outcome Do not force my hand in this decrepit game Feeding into my equation, the calculations show a future predetermined I will rearrange all the data once more Lining all atomic points to align with my future, the most desirable outcome Reality is nothing more than a lucid dream Just a plot of tangible data, just waiting for a touch To steer it toward the greatest possible outcome I will play my hand in this decrepit game Your flimsy fate is never outside my reach My formula perfectly encapsulates All perennial paths that connect our potential fates You have nowhere to escape and I shall win again Never outside my reach is your flimsy fate Every possibility is covered in my grand equation No loose ends were left behind for you to take advantage of There is nothing to free you from your coming doom Every possibility is covered in my grand equation No loose ends were left behind for you to take advantage of There is nothing to free you from your coming doom From your coming doom I will rearrange all the data once more Lining all atomic points to align with my future, the most desirable outcome Your destiny shall lead you through the obscurity that lies beyond the primordial veil Reality is nothing more than a lucid dream Your flimsy fate is never outside my reach My formula perfectly encapsulates All perennial paths that connect our potential fates With nowhere to escape to, I shall win again Never outside my reach is your flimsy fate Every possibility is covered in my grand equation No loose ends were left behind for you to take advantage of There is nothing to free you from your coming doom Never outside my reach is your flimsy fate The sands of time signal a plan in motion A moving force that cannot be impeded with brute compulsion You stand with no hope of stopping the inevitable Not without the knowledge I possess
Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 12, 2026
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