Selling Honesty's Blood

Feel the night worm breathe, 

       Every menacing intention is a disciplined student of what's unnecessarily real, Feelings contractually inhibited of design to comply with the violence as the terror's fear enables authentic visions of overly simplistic atrocities, Woven examples of memories lived by the lesser delusionally living by hope under the greedy feet of a few.

In lieu of our implicit compliance,
Extraditing joy for gold.