Consummation

 
This bloody Consummation
Has got me thinking
I got some sick fascinations,
with the strange ways I commit to things,
like a fucking evil demon
I render pain,
with this intent to bane all the hidden fame,
until i can contain
and maintain the evil thats inside of me,

Day by day
I'm speaking in a little more grotesque way,
And no I will not rest until
I crack through that chest,
... where a heart would infest,
but I guess yours just ended up a goddamn mess,

Maybe these days you should invest in
something with more value
and less to impress
like a cavalier vest to be stronger,
beat down and repress
from whatever
gives you stress like a sharp dressed walking piece of Armor