Black Aztec

 “Catch the flames-your black, now your crust
Your blood dries up, now you’re coughing dust,
“So you can say its sacrificial moments of sacrifice
That would even make an Aztec Priest get some act right,

“Tangled and twisted, being choked with your own guts
While your jawbone is used to cut off your own nuts,
“Pulling until altered flesh begins to rip
Under a worldwide genocidal apocalyptic eclipse,

 “Unholy reincarnation leads to pit fiend dreams
Causing us to piss fire as our blood transforms acid green,
 “The continued pressure feeds our sloth pain
While anesthetic tears is addiction to the brain,

“Hell razor chained pinned from head to our feet
Being feed by daily hurt and nightmare erotica when we sleep,
“The desire of tomorrow is our transparent morgue
Now we’re dead chilling motherfuckers, getting free room and board,

“Because we all have to feel the touch of the dark tech
That drains the remains of life through our ass and neck,
 “Multiple penetrations, consider it our final flesh of love
Being lubricated by our own contaminated blood,

“A violent experience that reality can’t regurgitate
Like hungry dogs we lick the vomit from the broken plate,
“Our unorthodox ways cause ill illusions to manifest
Now check your draws motherfucker, somebody’s pissy wet.”