My convents are just a front They are the breeding grounds of my disciples Like turning water to wine, I re wire their minds I manufacture their evolution with trauma based torture and rape Therapeutic alterations achieved through excruciating pain Once the pain overpowers the mind it tries to shut itself down With I.vs pumping drugs in their veins it doesn’t have this option once their mind is cornered To escape the suffering their minds create an alternate personality With this new creation I have control of their minds Intracranial implants are surgically inserted into their brains Haunting images of their family flayed and consumed replay in their dreams
