it’s like a dream to be happy

I know I don’t make sense.
Despondent Demon Girl
You are attempting to condemn me with your eyes
Pythia, divinity, your disgraceful excuse for a mind
humors you; these thoughts, is this what you believe?
Goddess, sibyl, you are being teased by your own self
You have no human, under those eyes
You lack quintessence, under those eyes
You’re a mechanical whoring succubus
You [...]