My righteous self decadence it breeds forth suffering of a new kind An event of unfathomable torture thrust upon me Dermis separating at the atom Peeling back to the nape of the neck Continues to unzip my shell I find comfort in that I can't feel The fissures of my skull disintegrate Cerebellum affected first disables my sense of balance Occipital lobe shredded to render me completely blind Parietal lobes replaced with a necrotic gel Viciously spinning internal abyss No sight to my eyes Sensations amiss
Grasping at air to hold myself still My martyrs purpose was not to kill I hear language, that I don't understand I feel pain, that I can't understand I hear language, that I don't understand I feel pain, that I can't understand Am but a spiraling consciousness In a corpse made senseless Exist here only for torturing Fragments of grey matter rotting away My brain stem decays into nothing but dustTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
