You had a taste for blood
Now you wade through the mud
Love it
Glove fits
Rain on your parade
Crooked frame of a cage
The core of your condition
A corrupt belief system
Won’t be stopped
Heads are chopped
Flail together
Frail forever
As weak as you want to be
Acid breath and Salt in your throat
Assault your scapegoat
No shame for nothing
No shame for noone
A work of fiction
A fear addiction
Retreated
Defeated
You asked for this shit
So eat it
I black out when light comes in
Can you sense the potential sin?
I don’t quiver when panic hits
I just reach for the mask that fits
I grow weaker
And I grow older
I have the coldest of shoulders
Follow the herd
I will wait here
I will be fine
I won't go amiss
When you leave close the door
Leave me here on the floor
Cut myself off with your knife
To distance myself from this life
The cord of my own accord
My exit approved by the board
Recent statistics suggest
We're all chasing our own death
Blacked out, by the crowd (drag them down)
And its crown (pull them down)
Blacked out by the crowd (disavowed)
And this cloud (disallowed)
I got my animal attitude
I got my bottle of hope
I got all I need
I obey only one
The animal wants it now
Give the animal what it wants
Salvation for the veins
Filthy claws grip death
I hunt, I don’t gather
I’m a sheep without a flock
All my problems they don’t matter
I can buy my own god
Hit by hit
Focused on my own
Trapped in my own womb
Sleep is not enough
Restless hibernation
Colours are lighter
My body feels weak
I fill the day with
Nothing else than greed
A hole in the sky
assembly of lies
the infestation
illuminated, contaminated
As you crawl to the brink of the end
regarding no other, a hope to ascend
I wait to observe your concession
I am a snake and we’re all mistakes
It’s a long way down
There’s a crack in the mould
and when it collapses, prepare to be out in the cold
trapped in a cursed illusion
blinded by faith, obsessive delusion
you’re fading away, you’re fading away
and I’m still here, I check my pulse
a confirmation of my resolve
The havoc & decay that you leave behind
is a testament to your rotten minds
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