Maleficent Condescension: An Unhealthily Dark Triumph I

Teething our shared carnage,

      A pasture of blame we relinquish upon the universe-social land disgrace spiteful scape we've goated instead of black mirror reflection staring back at the ongoing unlucky risk playing the unseen eternally unproven harbinger victim in a game of karma no one signed their origin birth up to battle, We're the only obsidian wolves terrorizing everything as white unadulterated without any shame blood stapled regret genocide for profit venture into unsheltered apocalyptic darkness sheep upon this planet.

In lieu of our participation in,
Murdering the night light...