What did you give. Give to the man. Mind that can only fell'n'suffer. Heart made with. With daub smiles. Meaningless words. And bottomless torment.. .
Wooden grief. lost in silence. dream of life. cold as shudder. . Every day from birth. only way I walk.. loosing my own breath. fool with ticking clock.
A rude awakening, I realize. There's cold obsession in my eyes. An alien face that i have to show. Belonged to me then Some years ago. I'm not myself.
deeper down - suck the sorrow dry. wading thru the sewage that you left behind. the torture is slow. I could not pull the weight of the ache that I've been delt.
[Music/Lyrics - Lodmalm]. . Days of torment. Days of truth. Living hell. Buried youth. . Life is here. Life is dead. Hollowed eyes. Zombie head. Born in dirt.
Colder now then ever. The rebel walks without you here. Take my share of bleeding. Means nothing to me. Don't care about your saddness. Don't want to make your life my own.
It's all lost It's all gone. Once so proud once so strong. Watch the ashes roll away. The pain that I portray. . The emotions rage. All black within. Crawling on ice so thin.
[Delinom]. Now, that darkness has arrived. And the moon is only light. I'm crossing this line. To the land, which soon is, mine. . And I'm fighting for my pride.
Bleeding, weeping,. coagulation sets in. A bolt in my head! The grisly aftermath of a life. spent. waiting for the carnage to come. . I love the stench.
with a hose. no one will ever find you. The smell of your carrion hangs low in the street. weeks of returning to relax in the meat. Butchery/morgue meets day-spa retreat.
Complete lower digestive prolapse. Volvulized intestines-squeezed feces attack. Shit bleeds through perforations. An indication for colostomy experimentation.
Obese pathetic creature. Exaggerated, consuming anatomical features. years of sloth and unfit diet. have created this gastrointestinal nightmare. Biopsy performed.
Sticking to the walls of your insides. A corrosive enzyme lives and breathes. only to be excreted. with help of fiber and balanced diet. . Tilting equilibrium.
New disease. new ways to reach out and torment. one by one. cloned, throats slit and packaged for delivery. Creation of carnage. reproduced for consumption.
I need to die.. All sensation has dulled in this life. Low standards, sick delights. Stale feces on my knife. . Now accustomed to scat. Rich in taste and low in fat.
In this world of concrete and machines. There are still many things to remind us we're human beings. . A gigantic grinder. Fused of steel and turbine.
The sport of killing. Hanging by hook and 1,000 lb. test. Predator vs. predator. To turn these waters red, the sharks go berserk. . They circle the boat.
Rotting meat-a tasty midnight snack. Freshly decomposed. Slurping the slop that's still in the ass. Proceeding to siphon the carnage. A hose in my mouth now becomes a pump.
the sound of tearing might wake the neighbors up,. but how else am i supposed to get you off me.. youve been writing my own cliches,. and isnt it cute how apathy makes everyone smile..