Hi there, are you a cockroach?
A cockroach leeching on the corps of a dead empire.
A emotionless uncaring thing, that seeks only to gain energy by controlling others.
A vampire of an empire.
Is this this you? Who sit on top of your throne made of bone?
I see you servant of a cockroach, serving the bug as if it was god.
Serving, making you, the bug's lesser. Are you less then a bug?
Serving a bug, doing its dark deeds for him, making the bug seem as an unbug.
Serving without question, ignoring the self in the process of a supposed self.
Is this you? Walking the streets of the norm, thinking insanity is normal?
Who is that i see there, walking in the dark seeking light?
Seeking light in the shadow of a dead empire, as if it was undead.
Seeking in the shadows of a cockroach, of all things.
Seeking to find what is lost, but is already found.
It is this you? Who is looking for what is already found, not realizing you are looking in the wrong place?