You believe him.
Why wouldn’t you - when he serves you the whole world on a silver platter?
But be warned -
Your euphoria is an illusion
It will soon be your head he serves on that silver platter
And when that happens, Those that once bore the weight of his world will still be there to put your head back on your shoulders And you will do the same for his next Atlas.
But the scars will never be fully healed And you will be forever tormented by your addiction to his weight at the base of your skull That euphoric pain that draws you back every time. But pain is pain. It cannot hide itself forever It will become too much to bear and you will break under his pressure And you will forever wonder what life was like when there was color Because when he saturated your world, he used up everything you had left.
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