I spent years gaining wisdom acquired during centuries, my addiction defined by the wise, the priests, giving liturgies in the mortuary in anatomy and surgery… I witnessed a myriad of afflictions Even gained myself a morphine addiction I, however, was brilliant in my field The competition, moved to tears A honours student, defeated by none I destroyed the opposition, one by one At 27 I was top of the bill Yet my morals went straight downhill
Every morning I took a step back Obsessed with my reflection, a putrid wreck... I devised a scheme to restructure my face Rethink this concept of this degenerate race Absolve the imperfections without a trace My incisions as visions of grace Cut by cut I approached absolution Beauty lies in fierce retribution Mankind is a pitiful institution The time is nigh…
Wait… wait… wait… wait…
Absolve me, this clutch of flesh repels me And cast away these chains And behold true to form my incarnation, almost complete... From vile blood we've been spawned conceived in a womb unbound Semen and blood in collision such malediction, a surgeon's frustration
Wait …
Several years have passed The scars are healed, yet I must confess What once was, has departed forevermore and as in nature I too should cease my face has turned into something that should not be A human wreck, crumbling on foundations of chalk.
I am no longer a divine creation I am a grotesque manifestation A devil far beyond recognition Now delivered in the arms of perdition
I learned to distinguish the ugly from the divine Yet I lost track of my very design science alone delivered a cursed solution a faulty design that led to no absolutionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
