Oxygen Wants

Tried to escape, not surrender 
2 seduction from sub-conscious 
By fearing Want, which We need 
2 B real - to feel Life's zeal 
And 2 actually enjoy expensive 
Meals without Shame for eating 
The Divine veal as part of our 
Holy deal granted 2 any Nü-ÖИΣ 
As long as Δ11 carefree calves 
Graze not on grasses growing N 
Fields of Sin, nor quench that 
Thistle throat thirst drinking 
The Torquois tears of men when 
Facing those clear fears which 
We R unaware like Wickedness & 
Witches high N the sky, way up 
N the air as Oxygen, like they 
B standing on invisible stairs 
Where they satisfy Sour Sadism 
By pouring a pyrite light down 
Wind steps like prism slinkies 
Oscillating between false~Hope 
Of half~Truths & absolute~Lies 
Laundered with devilish~Deceit