The conflagration of shangri-la

Destination,
Atrocities so absurd,
Asphyxiation,
We've become what we set out to destroy,
A spiraling repetition into nihility,
Behold, gluttonous,
We wouldn't exist without you,
Cupidity, my lust escapes me,
Ejaculating the thought of birth-
This axis, this breath,
One in a million,
Doomed to reproduced, an itch,
In the throat of lucine,
As we say our goodbyes [to this purgatory],
This monstrosity, decimation achieved-
Take thy communion, and run with it,
Where freedom is just another breath,
For here we are in bondage,
There is not escape from the wicked-
Forever, shall we rot.