You’re so amusing, serrated and brooding,
Tongue your garrotte, spinal column intruding,
You’re so contorted, the mindsets distorted,
I’m dreaming about you collapsed and aborted,
Emptiness changes to feelings of hatred,
Defiling that which you cannot call sacred,
Burning and yearning, the malice is spurting,
Dreaming of screaming, the silence is hurting,
Articulate me every day,
Pumping through blackened veins,
Co-ordinate and hibernate,
Purifying precious pain,
Life is over,
All reason removed,
Black hole in your heart,
Articulate the poisons,
Pumping through blackened veins,
I can feel you,
Breathing on me...
Lured and snared, the withdrawal impaired,
You know how to do it, your pain is not shared,
Amidst all the agony, your mind will concede,
You’re tunnelling upwards to reap hateful seeds,
The reckoning incoming, we better prepare,
Confess all your sins but the demons won’t care,
They’re taking us under to the burning deep,
To where the world’s evil and fated, now sleep,
Flowing over glands demented,
Intruding, cavernous, distended,
To think is to annihilate,
You cast the line I take the bait,
It’s not about walking,
It’s about falling,
It’s about screaming...
We can’t find our path home,
From the depths of our souls,
Scenes of death cloud our minds,
All we want to do is die
credits
from Free me. Hunt me. Kill me.,
track released May 18, 2011
Timothy Holland
Justin Chia
Ben Astbury
Jason Kohlman
Steven Forss
Kyle Jaffery
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