The sublime decadence of an era

A skinned surface to breach through a contact
Daze for those who believe they know the men
Keeping their innocence in vitro to breath it and survive.
To remember you'll always need the world
That is your condemnation
Like islands lost in an ocean
Where you can't breathe and you cannot survive
How can you not see you are just flesh and wet cock?
You are your slavery.
Unrestrainable river towards the consciousness that you won't survive.
The sublime decadence of an era towards extinction
A supreme law. A new world order to break the perpetuation of life:
One whimper to be born yet every second we are dying.
As disillusion. As real.