[Objective]

He's in a polygamist relationship with himself - the time stopped at liqour hours
and his split personality's standing under the mistletoe for whistleblowers.
Twin Towers should'a raised suspicion to this estate owner/
part-time stoner that embraced explosive visions.
Nothing faced his nihilism except the love for old traditions.
Prime example of darkened coalitions is the merged ample marksmens stoicism.
It morphed into his body as a definition of everything that heroic isn't.

That's his prison - graveyard shifts for depression and no lessons learned,
no success where respect is earned, he knows best that first impressions burn.
But now.. The quest is served; the tables turned for a chance to get his life reversed.
He thought that he was cursed, and boy was right! On egocentric terms
he'd lose this fight, but a light from within gave him Pythia's sight...

And then -
With a heart of liquid nitrogen he went down to the Hell of his own self again,
a warrior in depth of his own issues ready to fight the might of personal misuse,
where greed grew to resemble an ogrish ghoul with more strength than Vishnu's,
The biggest fights are often fought naked and armed with tissues of healing energy.

A battle to death where the last man standing reveals his destiny -
No concealed weaponry, axes raised to face this morbid monster,
sort it; conquer. It's just a phase for any self conscious hunter!
But he's flinching sublime;
grasping for breath as cold shivers runs through every inch of his spine.
You are your worst enemy; So you should know his tendencies,
no time to search your identitiy; locate and destroy this entity.
You can forget any remedy, of course the cavern is made of ice,
Sanity comes with a price but pills wont help you through life.
And if you think this battle's insane;
realize it's just a part of your brain.
He revized his position and figured there was something to gain;
As he gave tribute to the good in himself the beast was finally slain.