Esconced in turgid lakes of sweat The animals up to their necks A heaving mass of evil shit Sins that manifest themselves in sex I feel that I've been done wrong Pushed and laughed at way to long Bestial ructions in fullest flowing The filthy juices ripe on my tongue
To hurt myself priority Punishment overdue rolls free Senses race to ascertain the breach Drown in pools of blood-soaked piss Razors skate on a park of arteries Release the presence of promiscuous whores A face I knew but no longer recognize Good-will overtook by power to despise
I feel no sorrow Where previously I chose to wallow The only path to inner-peace seems to me to be acceptance of responsibility If I could just be a better man for one day then things may not have gone this way Cut off your legs to spite your life
I bring my hand down Bring down the knife Cut off your face Pull out your eyes To end your life And spite your liesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
