My mind's eyes, they see what I can't see Imagination enslaves my only life Fear feeds fear in all minds Laughter, taunting, sickos haunting My last chance
What lurks as the pesticides spray evil's dust, Killing life's roses so red? Hooded, defeated, as a cloak hides a name Making my mind demented It seems
The opening of graves an awful sight Watch morbid villains scream out in fright The sickening dead nothing but rot Just corpses of late left and forget
Harvesting the deceased. Artificial tissues made in laboratories. Engineered cells reinforced. Praising complex metamorphosis. Harvesting the deceased
cold meat lies beneath me I can feel her breath frigid limbs so stiff I can hear her scream no movement as I inflict pain masochistic lust, forever be
and torn piece by piece Rape my corpse then leave me in peace Shredded flesh mutilated Severed head decapitated I want to die Brutally deceased brutally deceased
now, you stupid fuck, you stupid fuck I didn't seen so many souls deceased That's why I ride with alot of killers with me I didn't seen so many souls deceased
pieces God sent obsession God sent perversive inhumanity God sent destruction God sent perdition God sent aggression God sent compulsive immorality Kiss the deceased
Dark mirrors curse The ivory grief Brown pearls fade Shadows on pale walls Decay glides through the rotten room Angels blue eyes Open up and fade To
Piano wire strangling our necks We are both silenced And we?re sure this does not add up Still we try and place our bets We?re sure this does not add
I swear I felt the earth move Do we still exist? My hands are gray and foreign The sand beasts have a violent glare We are just smoke and mirrors Our
Disfigured alone the other side of me I've seen myself from inside Turned around I face identity it's the only shadow in my past On this new day I approach
Unimagined scenarios Stain my living mind Feed this into the thought machine Of anyone but me Take this pain take it all away And rid forever from my
Sense the fate that's in hand feel the wheels stop turning Confirmed blood is dead stop the flesh and bone I think it's quite intriguing these thoughts
A spell bounding moment sure to end in fright A scenario of awful things Clinging always to my mind, living always in my mind Why wait the final outcome
Broken down a nervous wreck yet there are no regrets, All the prestige drains my soul as illness takes to bed, It's time I need to ease my mind and become
A relic from the sands of time an old and worn antique, This ugly doll has come to her it holds a great mystique, Around its neck a guarding chain is
They haul the dead from corpse to burial so the soul can mend They show you care in this saddening time with a heartfelt good intent Cadavered loved ones