Five seconds
A groan
The disillusion
Here comes the silence
Repulsion and anxiety
The desire to escape
The fog drops and i realize
what you really are
Voluptuous corpse
Economic toy
The minor of my tails
Flesh feeds other flesh
Your love gives nothing
it calls the smoke affinity
The most beautiful words
in exchange for the lowest instincts
your love creates disgust.
It's the result of all your lacks
Hunting dead animals
somebody can enjoy this.
Socially satisfied
totally rotten inside
Hanging a trophy
won with a lie
What you are to me?
just a tick on the list
I will never be the plaster
for the emptiness of your days
I bought the digital version and after a few listens I realised I hadn't paid enough, so I bought the CD from Transcending Obscurity. Effing great. jousterjim