Can't believe

I woke up from a distorted imagine of life  
Blisters toping my finger tips
Hand throbbing from writing the world and the end of it
Scribe turning life into an instrument strumming
And huming about pestilence infection and ignorance.
A blink stare in the void  
It's crumbling  
Cracking with voices inside his scalp
He open his mouth and broke
Through the noise
Choice is an illusion
If there's a such thing as fate
If all knowing exist
I know which path you would take
If all knowing exist I know what to show you to make you see your mistakes and change
Which means in the grand scheme of things
If your burned at the steak I threw your body in a firery lake  
Because you done what I made  
you to do Inside the construct that I shaped
In a war between my love and my hate
My worst enemy and I are the same
You feel what I'm saying
This why I can't believe
Cause if it's true you said fuck me
So fuck you  
I believe in nothing
And I stand for liberation
All I see is destruction
And a lands obliteration
If this where we going fuck it