Find pleasure in pain Salivating, whilst the razor is aching To spoil the fruit rotten black and disgusting Hiding by shadows just biding my time Aroused by the thought of their lifeless eyes It is there I bath in the dark watching my prey Heinous spreading through my brain spreading like a plague Unsuccessful to resist the urge to purge is to cleanse fetid worms of the earth On and on day after day, wallowing eyes staring back at me Black soul, Hail Horror Raised by the razor I cleanse in thy name Black soul, hail horror Born in the gutter forever in darkness I bathe Find pleasure in pain, euphoria stems from my sick act of shame So numb to the sickness I cast on my prey I lay here in squalor just bathing grey pleading for death with one foot in the grave On and on day after day painting my arms with my own self disdain Descend into depravity it's pull becomes my gravity To be or not to be? I'd rather make them fucking bleed Bite and break these chains and all I taste is rust Wipe this slate, as I soak my hands in bleach Repress these thoughts of agony, I cleanse myself of memory Miserable mess, depressed I'm worthless, a wretch Extending my sins unto all I see fit, guided by blade yet again stained my slate Wasted potential now wilts in the shade I was born into the dark into the dark and that’s where I stay, tragedy pouring from my veins Uncontrollable to resist the urge, traced with a dagger my sins I will purge On and on day after day Pleading for death with one foot in the graveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
