"You know there's a famous quote by Nietzsche right? I'm sure you all have heard of, and that's the quote that God is Dead. What Nietzsche said essentially was, God is Dead and we have killed him."
Down against a purulent epiglottis, purged and carved to slide along mud darker than the void; anatomical christian remains, scraping near a terrifying sight are the dooms your pancreas will face.
Wronged way to the lungs, a cough to digest you; spitting with a clammy lymph covering corpses while melting my vomit with the blood of the holiness I masticated.
My inhuman form is the result of my wretched dedication... My ever unanswered call... your bones melted, hearing your cardiac cavity sizzling on the surface of my pancreal enzymes!
"Empty eye sockets still see your faecal trembling,s fearing the journey, hoping for demise, but mortality is a privilege"
Torturous, Engulfed by the acids within the bile Melting flesh decomposes as I'm torn apart by the devourer Manipulated, reinvigorated by the hands within me Within me
MY GORGEOUS ETERNITY
Pulling flesh to tear it apart, consume the hands digging my intestines, drown in the filth I ingested as an ecstatic experience
The flesh of the sacred be wretches the face of a culprit, as devastation for this meal of hypocrisy
Now I grovel before the beast of which has ended me Corrupted as the flesh burdens me Subjected to the persecution of my unsustained greed
Subjected to the persecution of my own unsustained greed Mortipancreal DeductiveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
