I am on the brink of destruction,
Pressurized within this moldering †carapace.
And the violence calls like siren seduction.
I couldn't be farther from grace.
I've fallen in this stinking pit,
Blanketed it rotting decay and shit
And the fissures in my flesh welcome the infection
And even at my best I have the worst of intentions.
My vessel is failing.
Containment compromised.
My mind is derailing,
My sanity capsized. †
I'm seeking Valkyrie approval,
Fuck resurrection, I want removal.
To wither and fester,
Decompose and bloat.
Symbiosis, maggots and me.
Execute the King, the Queen and the jester,
Set them alight atop of a boat,
In the river where the kingdom can see.
Cycloptic kamikaze,
I live to consume,
Aching with hunger below.
To me, the pain is so blasť,
Another symptom of my doom.
Self-destruction is imminent upon exiting the womb.
With my first breath,
I march to my death,
Seeking refuge in the tomb.
Written by Thethree3 (Shane Hawks)
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