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Love redefined

Passing as an unadulated line

Masked faces

Whispered mumbles

Pyro plasma visions

Follow the imagination to become tangent crumbles

Inverted inferno

Flaring the psuedo happiness of an average patient

Baked and fed deception

Swallow and consume the meaning of cocaine and alcohol

Defecating, urinating & reconsuming what gives him such life

Rotting eyes

Reoccuring cries

Journies of sadism and masochism

Family of pain and horror

Cock it and pull, Cock it and pull

Gory art made without regret

No hope or desire to re-live and reset

Buried deep

Only decomposition & immortal peace seep.



Pilgrimage once pursued

Failed attempt

Left forsaken

Malice renewed

Passion opaque

Everything cherished

All now insipid

Ashes only left to freely take

Deviant joy in all consideration

True existence never experiencing emancipation

Electrolysis of its matter

The embryo saturated and suffocated

Of the persistent embolus of the mind, body and soul

Birth to the child cataclysm

Progressed into fertile adulthood of apocalypse

Living yet perishing

Drags that carry the deathly aura

All solace

Carelessly yet painfully ostracized

Wallowing in regressions

Self-infliction in what gives him such ease

With affection rather than affliction

Emersion of acceptance

Gratitude towards the emanation

Of his psychosis

Realizing the true pathogen of his pathogenesis

What he holds dear

Oh his fragile being

Gory art made without regret

No hope or desire to re-live or reset

Buried deep (oh so flesh gnawingly deep)

Only decomposition and immortal peace seep.



In a word

Tragic

Suh as karma of infectious black magick

But undeniably pleasurable

The pulchritude of having such freedom

Inducing the travel for the rushes that lie ahead

Undying lust for the punitive trials

Till the final destination is reached

With the ultimate orgasm of his demise

Parasitical apathy amok his antithesis of a perfect life

Detachment grows and feeds upon his beloved

To let the numbness rot them from within

To resist his lament

And instead infatuate upon the passing of a despairful soul

The celebration on the defeat of his schizophrenia

Yet inquisitive on how life would have synchronized

Without his cursed emotional, mental & physical sepsis

Empty of any nebulous

He wields his cherished liberator

Cock it and pull, Cock it and pull

Gory art made without regret

No hope or desire to re-live or reset

Buried deep (oh so vaginally and anally deep)

Only decomposition and immortal peace seep.



May the planet be continued

To breed those who plunder it and those who inhabit it

And continue to swim in its seas

Of inevitable decay

May your Elohim finally assist for your evolution and salvation.

In my region of unrelenting and overwhelming shadows, my nostalgia brings me ruthless nightmares of your absence, in the wake of your demise I brood & weep till I descend into morbid slumber, your departure to me is that of the same as God or heaven bearing false evidence of existence, Oh My Sweet Reaper...reunite thy with thee whom doth give birth to mirth upon this vast, wretched & lonely Earth, *Mi corazon tiene paz nunca mas...mi corazon tiene hambre para ti...mi corazon ere muerte y bien fria, Yo tengo nada mas pero regresar y melancholia*.

Thy flames of joy now lie as freezing accumulated coal, the psychopomp I tarry for shall disperse upon my fading flesh and lead my tortured soul back to you, I shall stride through my perils saturated with ghouls, obscure demons that eternally beckon to imprison my soul and tread through the dreaded valley of death to murder the seeping emptiness in this bleeding hole, my path is lit nevermore as the Raven leads me in its flight, my requiem, dirge and elegy shall also be my faery tale, as I finally have you in my grip but before that in my sight, but before that day or night comes to visit, I must suffer, be stalked by my hauntings & torment and must remain in long periods of intercourse with tragedy's company, *Mi corazon tiene paz nunca mas...mi corazon tiene hambre para ti...mi corazon ere muerte y bien fria, Yo tengo nada mas pero regresar y melancholia*. My love lies for a long time in bondage and chains, but you my sweet paramour and everlasting bride...lie forever in my heart, for not even death, or malevolence or deception can tear us apart.



Here is a translation of the chorus:



my heart has peace nevermore, my heart starves for you, my heart is dead and cold, I have nothing but regret and melancholy