The Terrible Obsolescence Of Being

by Acidrodent

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released 08 July 2014

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Track Name: Acidrodent - A portrait of a man of murder
The steel is on my fingers
the rot is in my soul
I feel the sting of anger
I watch the hate unfold

I consume the weak and plunder
I forge ahead in pain
I sense the tiniest flicker
The smallest ounce of shame
I will extract your lifeforce
I will remove your skin
I must erase all remnants
of what you've ever been

don't care, just share your wounds
I feel so fucking lonley

the colors on my canvas: death
spread-eagled, oozing everywhere
I must maintain the grip of fear
I drown in inspiration here

Married to the craft
I proclaim my neverending love
Dizzily, I foresee
An amalgam of flesh, entangled extacy

Tearing and maiming
Creating and painting
Your flesh false apart
Your torment my art

breathless, in awe
Of this statue of bone
Suspended in time
Like a photograph, this scene of mine

Dripping slowly
Seems unholy
I cut deeper
Sole receiver

I finalize my work
Signed with loving words
I sweep up what's left
Wrapped in all your death

A strangled muse before me
I feel so fucking empty
Track Name: Acidrodent - Jesus saves... we kill.
Welcome your tumors with wide open arms,
Your penniless death
The sanctuary you finally found
Your hole in the ground
Faces in your wounds
Where the cancer's eating out of you
Your body frail and obsolete
This flesh must leave
**Jesus saves, we kill**
The washes of pain slowly ebb away
nothing to look back on
was it worth it?
Nothing left to say...