White Noise Monster

Crowded mind working overtime in a shrinking stinking home a
 Presence arrives just out of sight
 Hides in the maze collects all mistakes
 White noise withering weeds of deeds
 Worshipping with filth in the temple of guilt
 Filing its womb with pleasure and doom
 Monstrous urban paranoia sweeping over my mine-field mind
 Trigging random horrors cause and effect is a bittersweet sect
 And I am priest of loons and carrier of wounds a battle fatigued
 Random seed
 Placed on this earth and fucked up from birth
 Who gives a flying shit anyway
 In a room without view I cold-sweat and drew
 My theories of everything and anything would do
 Reading the mind of mankind's deamon
 Pushing the line forward all the time
 A deep-space satellite on light-speed depressed
 Torn and obsessed by a lifetime of jests