Proverbs Of Thy Masters Eternal Son – Wrapped In Words

Birth (death) is a deception forged (CREATED) in a suffering of subdued rhymes gifted with invisible numb3rs lost within thr33 broken panes of glass that tear flesh with delights of a r3dn3ss juicy and free flowing from a skin once untouched by the dirty hand of the sickness that slithers within this grotesque shell I…

IN(sane)ITY for(LOST)gotten – Wrapped In Words

Gritty teeth filled with sand, your voice like a razor blade across a car door, scrapping the rust of countless moments before, SANITyfied with this 3ndl3ss profanity of life, staleness of wickedness, torch(es) held for wavering moment lost (but not forgotten), simplicity of all, nothing, everything, a like for a wink, this is not what…

(wickedness) Single Lens (SEE ME) – Wrapped In Words

Please see my sign(s), resort to FOrgiVNess, savage is the end times of what I once called (what I still call) my paranoia, see the flesh fall, witness MY RESSURECTION that is hidden in plain sight, force your eyes OPEN, see salvation in the eyes of those already damned (myhandsalreadyholdtheirsinswithinitstight), don’t feel for me, don’t…

A501L3DT0MBB3N3@was HTH3GR0UND – Wrapped In Words

WATCH me as I (fly), one devils wings and the sins of man, untold (truths) given through whispers in the darkness of thy youth, we shed our sins and skins to see that the reality of what looks back is not me (nor you nor it nor they nor we), forever (in)encased within a soiled…

Saint(z) – Wrapped In Words

Pitchforks at the ready AS destiny holds court, 5y5t3m@1cally destroying forts built to hide providence, P(oint)ing figures persecuted resistance to the turmoil(z) of times wicked hand, wave(ing) at forevermore, dwellING in the cave built on the edge of what tomorrow can never see, for YES(terday) proclaims ownership of today….

Washing Across A Wave Of Stillness – Wrapped In Words

Insecure realities mixed with fractured violations of ones inner self, misguided fluctuations within a greater sphere of independence hidden deep inside corrupt constitutions, believers shown the truth of their failed beliefs, haters given the power of an iron fist, life saturated across their cheeks, drenched in the seaman of life that’s emptied upon their almost…

Stoke The Flames Of Their Damnation – Wrapped In Words

See for we are a quest of fortune and wine, forwards together arm wrapped in arm unto the diseased lands before us, thriving where others should die, surviving where the greater have perished, we two, we four, we plentiful few, we are sodomy, we are broken dreams of our child self, we are the vestal…

Be Thy Flesh Before Me – Wrapped In Words

Separation of the sanctimonious arseholes who first possessed this rightful pathway of preservation, retardation of the complexities that make us miss inform our own senses to deceive whatever small part of ourselves deserves to be hidden from our own disturbing truths, now join with me as we shed thy flesh and stare at our own…