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Porcelain Skin
02:44
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Peel away at layers of skin
Show the world what tragedy lies within.
Appeal to a larger audience.
Sculpting the body
Gives a look of porcelain.
Choke down,
A couple of pills.
Read these pages like the bible
If you wanna mean anything.
Tear yourself
The fuck apart.
Till you feel like nothing
But you look like art.
Fragile and weak
Yet beautiful to the eyes.
Plastic and saline
Completes her grand disguise.
Wear these clothes and say these lines
Portray yourself as an image of humanity
Plague society.
Anorexic,
Mood disorders,
Focus on the body image
All time highs!
Fed by corporate lies!
[Sean of Martyrs of Necromancy:]
Mask yourself with insecurity
Just to feel a sense of purity
The price of beauty
[Frank of Hateful Transgression:]
Being sent into a realm of artificial, fabricated, fraudulent lies.
Only to be further drowned in sorrow.
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Mad King
02:27
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Entering through a void of lust
You will now become one of us
Trample this
Plane of existence
Make it yours with your strength and persistence
Become the god
You want people to fear
You are the one
Who will live on
Inside of the minds
Of these
Fucking wastes of life
Praying for god's forgiveness
Rule
Your world
Crush the weak
Make them fear you even more
Rule as king
Immortalize yourself through horror
"God's not coming to fucking save you!"
All live in fear for the mad king's here
Your reign as god will surely go down in history
Scorched earth and piles of bodies
You'll never be forgotten
God's mans machine
To eternity
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Writhing with fly larvae
My
Organs are losing their
Functions
Merging with soil
I'm
Laid to rest sown with seeds
Growing amongst the trees
Rotting fruit
Chewed
In the mouths of song birds
Singing their songs
In
Harmony
Skin is gray and eyes are glazed
Time's lost purpose
My body decays
Song birds
They sing their songs
Melodies sung as I live on
These sounds
Caught the attention
Of a
Larger
More advanced hunter
Eaten alive
Predator, it thrives
Digested in vulture stomach acid
Naturally with time he will pass me
Shit stained
I lay in the soil
Gathered up
Then used by beetles
The insects are found by some primate
Devoured in handfuls by this ape
Only to die in days
He joins me
As
I
Decay
Rotting
Amongst the leaves
Buried
A host to seeds
They breathe
I've become trees
Live through
Her endless feast
[Rob of Seraphim Defloration:]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Here I lie in sedentary state,
fingers cold and eyes bleak gray
Queries of this temporary life,
And where the soul goes when we die
Wholesome is death, and I do not fear it, for I assimilate back from where I was born
Mother earth gave birth to all life, and we become one with the soil when our last breath is drawn
Matter is never destroyed, only transformed, and so I lay down my head in eternal sleeps
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, I grant my soul to this earth from which we sprung"
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