Stereo sound roaring in my ears, discomfort disconnects the feeling that transcends fear is with what was, pittance for a morsel of insanity bathed in the winds of resentment, pacify the unbelievers with words suffocating the downtrodden, can’t you hear my cries? I’m being eaten alive by my own self loathing, hesitate me, fucking hate me, obliterating what is with what was and never could be, shadows of a mirror, believe in me, see me, hear me, suffocate me, believe me, kill me! KILL ME! KILL ME!
Tag: schizophrenia
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The Twisted Verse That Makes No Sense Of Time Personified – Wrapped In Words
Kill the father of the beast, poison the child and watch it scatter, find the bitch that carried it for an eternity before it was time to birth it into this fucked up world and bleed her dry, capture the sinner, prepare them for death, suck the marrow from their bones for dinner, twisting and turning we bend further downward towards a forever that never was, sinister, segregate, make the demon bastard pay, drown them all in its blood, hold them under, let them kick, forever never seemed like it ever could until death knocked on my door and took everything but me, for now I see, for now I be, and you death, will face the hand of man…
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Naked Flames Against The Flesh Of A Sin Laid Bare – Wrapped In Words
Watch the waves wash away the twinkle in my eyes, a sadness malformed within the complexities of an imaginary insanity lost beneath the madness of forthright convictions, salivate the sadness of tomorrow, signify what mistakes will be when they are yet to be that, break the mood that would be filled with a sack full of bastard children, obliterating truths with lies dipped in the shadows of a goodness that once called itself hope, forget what you came here for and turn back the hands of what can be for time, is nothing other than a trail from what was, to what is.
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Fascinating Fanfare For The Pathetic Bastard Who Disowned A Regressive Sinner – Wrapped In Words
With no intention the segregation is designated, victimised insanity lost in the innocence of forever, yesterday’s insignificant mistakes twist into today’s grievances, topple the kingdom built upon the suffering, entice the eccentric landlord of thy own demise with candy and chocolate covered shit, replicate and reciprocate a lie, fornicate with those who are not yours, while yours withers in the pain of ignorance you built around what is and never was, show us now as you prove scruples are lacked, witness how your morals dissolve, the bidding of a shadow, the suffering of your soul, forever to be a stain upon all that it touches, for when you neglect the apple it will rot in your hand…
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Removing My Intestines With A Blunt Knife – Wrapped In Words
Keep the curve well oiled as the wall falls before us, decide how it ends and let the darkness swallow those unwilling to meet their own suffering, then dwell in the suffocating of those who truly ingest inside themselves with a glee trodden ignorance of the inner brilliance of insignificance, decoration to those who see only the face value of their charms and lies, disguised by the regret of medication taken to push down what is, not what could be, the value not whole, the sale not complete, oil the curve, avoid the downfall, suffocate the innocent so the guilt can survive, turn the blunt knife into the cowards who try to live by a lie of ignorance who they pathetically are…
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My Shadow Wrapped In The Scar Tissue Of A Million Sins. – Wrapped In Words
Scratching at my insides, wanting out, my leper, my messiah, my scars inside, thrashing about like a demented child, killing animals and playing with fire, my disgusting insides like an overused vagina, scratching at my insides, wanting out, my leper, my messiah, my scars inside, blood washes over me from above where I can’t see, dominion within the house of the bloody devil, gestation of the Antichrist, visitation from an angel, pins and forks within, like a demented child playing with fire, my scars, my messiah, my pathetic shadow, my mirror to the inside…