" SATAN'S SCIENTIST " (work in progress)

I am an onlooker, a microscope with ideas of it's own
A laser insight into the essence of the quantum throne
The scientific pleaser, the insatiable, questioning, experiment
I am the hypothesis about everything that may just have intent
When my autopsy-lab is up and running, with maximum glide
The beaker's and the Bunsen burner's are tech-implied
For I do not require assistance, I'm a self-contained catastrophe
I'm everything humanity hopes I'm not, End Of Days, potentially
I am the God head, the bringer of energetic insanity
The answer to the question that's burning in your greed
I am pure desire, the lust felt deep inside your arrogance
I am a penis on fire, the spark in your decadence
The more you look into my eyes, the less your soul is yours
If you hurt me one time, i'll come back for more
When you beg for my opinion, i'll lend you NO empathy
I'll stab you in your third eye, my truth is misery
So back off little person, I'm much bigger than you can know
And when this game is ended, your innards will glisten on the floor.......

Tony Taylor   (Chicago)