Franks Enemy Dysfunctional
Endless parade of gross perversions Like pins pushed into my brain However short-lived it may be I remember the sweetness of the pain Is the greater sin the act I committed Or the lie later expressing disgust That doesn't exist most of the time A lack of morals or a lack of trust? No more blood in my heart Just concrete pouring in Protection from conviction Mortared by my sin My face slowly turns to stone No one gets inside Now I have my secret place Now I can hide The white I wore in my dreams Irrevocably blackened Anger settling over my eyes At finding myself lacking I let them into my darkest halls And I hate myself for it They never knew as they overturned things What was being destroyed Replaying and reliving The dark passages of my life Smiling as I wreak the vengeance I can never realize My hands and eyes stay on me I have made my choice The big man I am inside Will never use my voice I make the lame excuses I heard before And didn't tolerate I look into the mirror And what I see I surely hate Wretch that I am Who'll free me from the body of death The answer's written in my stone Waiting for my breath
