Conscience Exhaled

From chaos it came
like desires in lack of shame
Leave your mark
...ever stained!
Of empty excistence -
an empty soul
O of empty living -
a dead mans' role
Inhale despair
shining with its pain
Exhale that conscience
And let the demons of
your soul take control
A tantrum appears
energized by my needs
Encroaching my sanity
as my passion tears me
Oh, destructive friend
deflate me and
let me descend
I indulge for thee..
and for what you give me..
Of empty excistence -
an empty soul
Of empty living -
a dead mans' role