We turn our backs on the hopeless
We turn our hearts from the unloved
Caught up in the daily struggles
Instead of fighting for freedom
Witness the poison pumping through the veins of this society
Where purity is destroyed and innocence is taken
Watch her suffer
Let it tear you apart
Our carelessness has formed a breeding ground of injustices
We turn our backs on the hopeless
We turn our hearts from the unloved
Caught up in the daily struggles
Instead of fighting for freedom
Wicked men rule this world lust has plagued the sky
Children used as a sacrifice to atone sick satisfaction
No one is listening
Their pleas fall upon deaf ears
We turn our backs on the hopeless
We turn our hearts from the unloved
Caught up in the daily struggles
Instead of fighting for freedom
She will continue to suffer
No one is listening
I do not abide to the laws of this world.
Devastation speaks its mind, while mine makes its mark.
Scattered upon pavement, scorched by a curse.
You'd understand the pleasure I feel when you scream that it hurts.
Bitch.
Speak my name while you wish for your end.
Calypso, the provider to my dreams,
Sustain my daughter's life so I can ensure her suffering.
If destruction's what you please then follow me,
But don't be surprised when your last words are screams.
Fuck the disdain, speak my motherfucking name.
Look me in the eye while I remove the bones from your thighs.
Though it's just a thought in my head, I'll remain your darkest fear until you're dead.
Remember it's not just me you've learned to disappointment,
Your bones exposed, bending back your joints.
Why don't you crack you dumb fucking bitch?
Speak to me while spoken to, no wonder your mom's in a ditch.
Wake up.
It's all in your head.
Wake up.
Your daughter's already dead.
Buried 6 feet deep
Underneath the casket beneath my feet
You think it's over but it's just begun
Feel my wrath for i have won
The open flesh now speaks to me.
Man made lips weep secrets openly.
These gargled gasps give gaping gossip
Holes in logic and ideals so monstrous
We've been betrayed. Overthrow anatomy.
They detest our whims. Heresy.
To exist is to die. Abomination riding in the knife of diplomacy.
Madness need not it's reason. Only it's unflinching treason.
Undisturbed. Only when entranced. Breaths given meaning by undefined circumstance.
As god gave culture and separated man. A species broken just like this open dissected man.
Comfort in dismay. Elation in disdain.
Craving absolution with a mouth so bloodstained. Divinate, demonstrate an utter distaste.
Give this godless man his well deserved fate.
Bleeding hearts for the sins of his fathers. Bastards unite, seek the sired monsters.
Give this godless man his well deserved horror. Gauze in his throat. Drink the crimson waters.
Prey with the flesh begging to part with thee. Abomination of a twisted greed and ferocity. Let us see the optic lining of your brains. Tasting the copper tongues of victory.
Slaves to the moon. Scalpels hungry to consume.
Eldritch maiming the afflicted, a necessary cross of doctors and witches.
Organs displaced and skin refugees. Hope beckons nothing but suffering.
Beasts all over the shop. And you'll be one of them now, soon enough.
Comfort in dismay. Elation in disdain.
Craving absolution with a mouth so bloodstained. Divinate, demonstrate an utter distaste.
Give this godless man his well deserved fate.
Bleeding hearts for the sins of his fathers. Bastards unite, seek the sired monsters.
Give this godless man his well deserved horror. Gauze in his throat. Drink the crimson waters.
Suckling inconsistencies critiquing every little thing.
Track marks are leopard print loving on the skin you're in.
Blood shot track suits, slit wrist blazers. Open throat blouse and neckties of razors.
Solace chased gives way to illusion. Snakes in my mouth all I taste is poison.
All I taste is poison.
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