Cold black fluid

Distance is the price we pay for we cannot resist the call of the Man in the suit;the way our veins have been filled with this cold black fluid,we bow our heads and forget.__>we settle for being underdosed and then we SCREAM it out; .until there is no voice left and the flawed circle breaks.and the loons become hunted and the hunters become mad.Oh how i've missed the loss of senses you used to cause.i'm now a cold black fluid.i'm now a stranger in the back alley of an empty house.