SLIT THRØAT
Nervous tics,
I want to spill blood burgundy,
My mind is still in the past, while the body is living currently,
I can't open my eyes when I try to it feels like in my eyes there's citrus acid,
I want to ease the pain,
My senses are distorted,
My hands reach for the blade,
About to chop the road of corpses
When I spill some blood,
I like it,
Then I feel like there's something stuck in my throat,
It's saliva,
I can't contain my true self, you know?
I find it hard to,
Keeping a monster in a cage brings to death and it's true,
Throwing a corpse across the floor is my heart tune,
Nothing personal, just my passion is violence,
I lost my common sense when I was locked in the dark, sitting alone in TOTAL SILENCE
Fill the floor with blood, it's already a pond
Damn,
I guess I need a boat,
Heal the wounds you got, you've no strength to make a sound,
That's the time when you should pray to god,
Watching your blood drain,
I can't get enough,
Even if I wanted to change,
THERE IS NO WAY
I COULD TO
I want to ease the pain,
My senses are distorted,
Slit across your throat,
PERVERSE BLISS IS MY PURPOSE...
2021-08-22 14:49:36
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