What if the face
Gaping sores pain-distorted features
Reflected inner suffering
Communication hidden face
Shards of glass by way of eyes
Tempted by an awkward glimpse
Condemn, Can't condemn
Clear off your kid and rusty nails
Condemn, Can't condemn
Won't build this existence on a doG cemetery
Life, just obvious
Only the terminally ill wallow
From weakness springs the s**** of a future obliteration
Cursed be that dirty day
Let me sink, weightless, to feel the s***e
Trampled on and ground they've limed my wings
Striving to shine here below
Where is the dawning self I yearned and craved for?
Dissociation
Of the original kernel
Related to Adam's Fall
Virgin Mary miscarried
Sacrifice is outdated
Sterile, the Son is yours to cry
Condemn, Can't condemn
Foetal remains of a neglected slit
Condemn, Can't condemn
I'm the scar and the knife, the temple and the holy gun
Let me sink, weightless, to feel the s***e
Trampled on and ground they've limed my wings
Striving to shine here below
Where is the dawning self I yearned and craved for?
Rosaries in gold
Wage-earning c**t
Nevermore on our knees
Cursed be that dirty day!
Gaping sores pain-distorted features
Reflected inner suffering
Communication hidden face
Shards of glass by way of eyes
Tempted by an awkward glimpse
Condemn, Can't condemn
Clear off your kid and rusty nails
Condemn, Can't condemn
Won't build this existence on a doG cemetery
Life, just obvious
Only the terminally ill wallow
From weakness springs the s**** of a future obliteration
Cursed be that dirty day
Let me sink, weightless, to feel the s***e
Trampled on and ground they've limed my wings
Striving to shine here below
Where is the dawning self I yearned and craved for?
Dissociation
Of the original kernel
Related to Adam's Fall
Virgin Mary miscarried
Sacrifice is outdated
Sterile, the Son is yours to cry
Condemn, Can't condemn
Foetal remains of a neglected slit
Condemn, Can't condemn
I'm the scar and the knife, the temple and the holy gun
Let me sink, weightless, to feel the s***e
Trampled on and ground they've limed my wings
Striving to shine here below
Where is the dawning self I yearned and craved for?
Rosaries in gold
Wage-earning c**t
Nevermore on our knees
Cursed be that dirty day!