Lacking discipline Of any kind Need to feel the rush That's been confined all this time
Tied with a triple knot Bruised 'til they scream Gagging on a piece of cloth Stretched to extreme
Nothing matters In this state of mind Finally relieved of this Unbearable complulsiveness
Numbed through chemicals Oral insertion Waiting for the end result Spasm and torsion
Pry And cut through the urge To become High On fluids and blood that discharge
Embrace the genotype of apathy
Bodies trembling The distant clatter amplified Shattering the nerves Of the feeble subjects terrified Anticipation Ignoring all their hollow cries Tools are sharpened As the spotlight pierces through shut
Eyes Observe the obscene To witness Demise Of body and soul It's time to Pry And cut through the urge To become High On fluids and blood that discharge
Torn apart Behold the art
Succumb to desire The need to feel Addicted to this sociopathic ecstacy Get off on despair pleasures surreal Embedded in unsatiable pornography
Embrace the genotype of apathy
Bodies trembling The distant clatter amplified Shattering the nerves Of the feeble subjects terrified Anticipation Ignoring all their hollow cries Tools are sharpened As the spotlight pierces through shut eyes
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