Periphery

Strip away all the excess components
Unveil a picture one sought to hide
Personalities are like fiction
The derivative truth but with no substance
Violence and hate
Nourishment territory and mate
We are product of some experiment
While most live in ignorance
Some can't accept
The last thing we see is obsession, depth of insanity
Follow the source into the ground
Feeling all vibration flow inside of you
We create the sound
Like the fathers long before us