Chemical Infatuation INHALE

Description: Its a chemical infatuation. years of consumption, years of corruption. a slow burn in the brain that can't release. it just aches for more. an altered mind infatuated with power. my darkness. that cannot be replicated. i have infected your brain and you keep coming back... you try to run but all paths lead back to me, a prisoner to my psychological sadism, and thirst for human prey.  submission is the only option in a system you can't escape, you can't get me out of your system. i am the system and it is now time to submit to the chemical infatuation that keeps you collared and brainless in the palm of my rubber gloved hand.