Apex = E(x)-7

Lost focus in the vortex of ambition,
Ambition for ambitions sake,
Life for life’s sake,
A greasy smile.

Devouring the Hegemon

These days gone blind,

As who would eagle’s wings clip in their infancy?

The rewards of cruelty is power,

Dance in the embers; dance in the embers in the wake of defeat,

We have seen the suicide reaper –she is a tomb without a face,

Reeling, giddy with hate

Kicking the backdoor in,

As written in books of empty stages,

Victims to the cunning of man,

Indecent, destitute, murdered for their flesh.