Again and again  It winds slick/lix-like to have a fire site  Perilous thorn in my brain    Parasite nimble with convulsed streams of plasma  Nestles, sure of entry, in my brain    It breeds  It sweats  It burns  It lives    Piece by piece, it knows me, and I know it  Just when it comes and when it goes  It stays by me, in secret, all alone    Whenever I do what it drives me to  It takes a little piece of me and burns it  As a tribute to its god    As its temple and its victim  My blood runs on marble floors  Just like some insane circulation  Back into my corroded heart    By then I realize  There's just one door  One door, unlocked  I open the door, and