Kill Thee

You ain’t got too be the same as me
You be free please don’t follow leads
Mystery and wisdom seeking feeds
Curiosity develops need for philosophy
Its an odyssey modestly addictive searching
For answers that cannot be answered
Looking down the barrel of chance
The outcomes
The probabilities to rattle your brain and your abilities
A minute least to settle any indecision
Infinity configure fleets of Angel sweet
Chanting joy and love from above
Meets with Demons screeching hatred and pain
Eternity with the consignment of rage
Diamond from flames shackled in chain
Contain the universes insanity
Senseless the vanity
In name theoretically its famed
Dreaming of our judgement
Conception into heaven a tenant contented
Or our demise in the eyes of fire and all the hurt known
In time a beautiful confusion is the condoned
Is it not enough to bellow in the face of obscurity
We develop an understanding for uncertainty
Parallel to sorcery romancing inevitability
In the wickedest form as if life was not already hard enough
Without the question of what really happens when time is up