In this void I had become one
Terrifying light and wave
A petrifying presence in the heart still yearning to learn
I close in on the whining,
Pretentious human waste
A herd of sheep just waiting to be slaughtered
And so...
...I drink the stale, the foul, the soothing nectar
Of the One who feeds on hate and strife
Still feasting Himself sick
I've been searching, but stuck inside this wave
Of random notions I believe are the same
No window open to look outside from
Forcing me to change
And BREAK
Raw, all-encompassing emotion bursts free. Inhibitions give way for an intuitive revelation from deep within.
In complete Unity it's also me who rapes and tortures. Mine is the tongue of blasphemy.
Pervert, incest, hollow, hopeless. In bloodshed I find ecstacy. I'm tireless of misery. A prince of Pain shall I be...
Disintegrated-I still yearn to pray
To empty faces that still turn away
And quote another book
A body open, maggot infested.
A vague look of existence and faith
How long will my breath still reek of death?
Until ends and beginnings of beginnings that end
In ends and beginnings are beginning to end again
Fear has no abode in me
I caress this pain as self-inflicted
For a hand that wounds is mine no matter
Whose the hand when it was lifted
I find solace only in these extremes
My being charred
I'm tired of moving
Exhausted by my struggle
Living only to dive deeper in this seeking of release
Terrifying light and wave
A petrifying presence in the heart still yearning to learn
I close in on the whining,
Pretentious human waste
A herd of sheep just waiting to be slaughtered
And so...
...I drink the stale, the foul, the soothing nectar
Of the One who feeds on hate and strife
Still feasting Himself sick
I've been searching, but stuck inside this wave
Of random notions I believe are the same
No window open to look outside from
Forcing me to change
And BREAK
Raw, all-encompassing emotion bursts free. Inhibitions give way for an intuitive revelation from deep within.
In complete Unity it's also me who rapes and tortures. Mine is the tongue of blasphemy.
Pervert, incest, hollow, hopeless. In bloodshed I find ecstacy. I'm tireless of misery. A prince of Pain shall I be...
Disintegrated-I still yearn to pray
To empty faces that still turn away
And quote another book
A body open, maggot infested.
A vague look of existence and faith
How long will my breath still reek of death?
Until ends and beginnings of beginnings that end
In ends and beginnings are beginning to end again
Fear has no abode in me
I caress this pain as self-inflicted
For a hand that wounds is mine no matter
Whose the hand when it was lifted
I find solace only in these extremes
My being charred
I'm tired of moving
Exhausted by my struggle
Living only to dive deeper in this seeking of release