Closing hours of a Finnish weekend, Meditations

Satan resides in god
in mind resides a
spurt
A birth, a lifetime
a universe to play with and torture

Snake,
an endless coil of all ending in lies
lies, lies,
lies,
lies, lies, lies
lies that give birth to more lies
and never cease to breed more
lies that shielded my childhood
And the pretense that makes a victim
out of a soul a million years old

Iam with you ?ffodl this morning/now
collecting bottles and all

No more a martyr, no more a failure
Suicide I cannot
because its been tried
and as a lie among others
whats the hurry