Suffer With

"Self-idolatry
Most desirable
Do for yourself
Priority
Worship of self
Placed before others
Crush all those
Who hold you back"
The voices they whisper
In a dark spot in your head
"See what can be yours
Everything
Plenty of riches
You could be king
Plenty of diamonds
Plenty of pearls
Plenty of opioids
Plenty of girls"
A deception avoided by very few
The voices they whisper
In a dark spot in your mind
They aren't brain chemistry
They feed and they're live
The voices they whisper:
"Suffer with us
Please suffer with us
We're alone down here
Come suffer with us"
Another hook and chain
Embedded in the soul
By the weight of every vice
They’re dragging you below
The greatest threat to me
Is that which I cannot see
Whispering poison into my soul
For mercy I pray and plead