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Bent
00:45
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Peeled jaw and neck, pale ink shining, empty sockets.
White light covers debris in gloom.
Acidic tissue dissolves tar on my skin.
With bare hands I'll take souls like I'd rip off the world's spine.
We exchange, we take.
We burst, we are crushed to dust.
White caterpillars at my feet consuming, rotting, starving
my will to live and sucking dry the light touching my face.
Burning me I weep.
In fierce ruin I have now devoted my flesh to my impulses.
Please fill my void.
I am the embodiment of hell.
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No Half Measures
01:34
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Submerged into a pit of wet silt
when you're done unclenching hands.
If it happened once for the very first time
just know it opens way to a second one.
I will not refrain, it's pivotal to restrain them.
Tear them all down to the ground.
To a place where they won't get back up.
Pull them down, tear them asunder.
Submerged into a pit of wet silt
when you're done unclenching hands.
If it happened twice you must know it's your fault.
You weak, naive piece of blind fuck.
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Maelstrom
01:19
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Flogged.
Beseech for desertion.
On swollen knees they crawl back to my feet.
An upheaval against their own baseness.
Coerced to endure the gap between now and then.
A grievous state of stupor dissuading
the conscious mind from responding
Now on swollen knees you crawl back to me.
Forever locked in death, a white empty room with no end.
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Dried coarse, singe, bracken wilderness
got me tying my hands at my back.
An inbred toxin, bet you'll shit sour on your sheets.
Back and forth, now we simulate as if consensual.
Let it gasp, felt the spasm through the knife as I thrust it
into the fifth or sixth rib.
It's dull, hoarse scream will never touch an ear.
Bellow at the wall.
Bellow at the wall.
Bellow at the fucking wall you must.
In bile I'm borne, in elation now I'm found.
Laden with the gamut of my reminiscences.
Indulged in scorn as the three Erinyes.
Mesmerized, my lungs swell in ecstasy.
My hands shivered.
Bellow at the wall.
My hands shivered.
Bellow at the wall.
Bellow at my fucking wall you must.
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We burn within the same flame.
"Each at different heats, my dear"
We stand face to face, yet a world apart.
With the anguish of might all over.
Thrive on me.
Thrive on my ache, choke.
I won't swallow.
Let it push, let it in.
Let it push, let it propel.
Be placid-submissive.
But once I'm at the top
I'll crush you down.
I will push, I will propel.
I'll maim into you.
I will do onto you what you've done to me.
I will do onto others what they do onto me.
And I swear to this land I will draw my line
and push you all aside.
I swear to this land I'll take your head.
Then I'll break the neck of your mother.
Detest me, hate me, execrate me, murder me in your dreams.
Try and hold it in for sixteen years.
Thrive on my ache.
Swallow me.
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