Strong enough to keep alive
I have tamed dissonance.
Pursued like property of a dream.
I offer no charity to that which seeks
this body, domain, with which is my soul.
This endowment of grace by nothing to become.
Life by a sword portends to nothing.
They call me the rapist.
Some say I am Satan.
I once was a tryhard demon.
I share no more secrets.
Can you cry?