I Despise Conformity

As I risk conformity, I put my faith in the souls beside me
If it takes eternity, I must convert normalcy into deformity
I crave the dark and distorted side of absurdity
I crave the crooked and contorted paintings that lie in the dirt

I have traveled through the gutter in search of my brothers
In search of the blasphemous and foul beauty that comforts me
I have traveled the darkest edges of all the world and beneath humanity
In search of the sordid affairs that include such profane bastards

My demons and I work in such harmony, We orchestrate such chaos
We have burned every painting of their world and torn down every wall
I crave the unjust and grotesque side of mystery
I crave the ominous and repulsive odes that sooth my soul

I will forever treasure the hopeless and downtrodden
For they are my misled brothers and sisters
I will forever cherish the bleak and forlorn
For I despise conformity and must save humanity