Dysphoric Torment

This is how you devour me before the eyes are blind

This is how you remind me scars on my arms

How would you feel to eviscerate entrails?

No mercy this fetus is sucked the guts out

It becomes the rotten dead. There is no mercy for the entombment

Humanity decays the nous, so would you want to join this massacre?

Embalm this flesh before dissection

It becomes the rotten dead. There is no mercy for the entombment

It becomes the rotten dead. There is no mercy for the entombment

And so this is how we like to do

All is dead

So deep inside you're cold and blue. Buried in the isolated insubstanitality

With imcomprehesive destiny. You shall arise

So far far away from your ideal.

This life won't be fullfilled with hope

My violent frenzy made you so sick

Stab into your tender skin gently and taste your own fresh rasberry

All the cellule realize this constant torment

I fear you dear

Your fucking desire would be perfect for my love

This is how you devour me before the eyes are blind

This is how you remind me scars on my arms