The weight crushes my soul
The blade, skin me whole
Patience swaying like pendant thieves at gallows
The weight of doubt splinters the column of my spine
Can't find the light
Fuck this absent life
With this knife, reopen the wounds
Self-disembowelment, the inner fiend must be exhumed
Hands entwined, viscera displayed
The leech of filth drools out,
Soaked in penance on his darkest day
Can't find the light
Fuck this absent life
Reborn saint, fool himself
Bled out, pray hell awaits

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Begging for absorption
Sick, solicit the torture
Cunning with scorn
Disheartened from birth
In flames I writhe content
In flames I writhe content
Skin smolders for sympathy
Blood, glory, ooze
Desired accent
Out done by none
Eyes still haunt with failure
Rather lay scorched and rotted than a wilted shell
Solicit the torture
So let the fire dance on my flesh and watch the body as it wrench
Solicit the torture
In flames I writhe content
Let the fire dance on my flesh, dance