Pinned under my words and burdened by their weight
They give you shadow
A fucking reason to hate
Suffering points the way
Plays me against me
Ease through the hide
Your tongue still warm
Depth of truth lies unseen
The stab on your back
A wet wound of denial

Sip of wine / swallow hard/ guilty god / chakna time

Fresh from the farm. Flesh.
Cradle you in my arms.
Run. Rlood. run.

Herd of men. Heard of sin.
(Congregation of the cattle king)

Muttering. On bended knee.
(Is this how it's meant to be)

I have no face.

Throne!
Alone
Cold

Thrown!
Away
Mourn

To fill it up again
We don't need a martyr
To fill it up again

Warm deceit.

Warm seed. Warm the seat.

You will. Yes, you will.

Remain!

You will. Yes, you will.

Be - fore -you
:: Wear

If I could free myself - - -
From this guilt - - - (I'd like to tear you)

To squeeze every ounce of life.
Would be such a thrill --- (waiting so long)

Wipe that smile. Crush your dreams.
I'm ready to take your life --- (are you ready to die?)

These shards they just

Oh how quiet everything can be
When it's me against your world.
The issue was a bookmarked page
Ten years of my life wasted away.
We meet in a room of emptiness
Another chance that i possessed
I gave into my invented fears
A wretched lie of love and tears
I'm brok

Shake the trust.
The implications have not broken thoughtless minds.
Feed the pleebs with impotency
Conjure tricks that cross the lines
Of innocence and wasteful days
We spent among our wretched kind
Give me nepenthe
I'm losing strength
I see the darkness in my he

Craving new wounds
Consuming your mind
Taste the glass
Cuts you inside
Coax you to swallow
Pica appetite
Forced down
Now you’re open wide

Shameful
Force fed a lie
Shameful
Crushing surprise
Shameful
Find in myself
Shameful
My darkness