H. R. Giger future human

In every mith cruelty

creation and destruction

clash of  blood to pass

persistence of dreams

the tales are made of moral

belif's and faith left alone

what for the angels  of  false  prhophecy's

where is the learning

reality crushed in sense of mortality

where is the true love

deciving years of thought's

tricks of mind and fantasy 

with no sustance

i love you

i kill you 

but i will love you forever