John Carcer Erotica
Head wrapped in a bag
Transferred to reality
Stars flutter bright
Eyes so wide
Panicking
Shaking at my feet
I can cry all day
With a head locked in a box
Soo clear my breathe stains the wall
The blood seeps in the water
Mixing torture and deprivation
I closed my eyes
The water rises
The crowd cheers
Another hit
Another day
For a snuff lover like you
Enjoy your show
As I decline to madness
Losing my life to a pig
Making me a junkie
Falling through the clouds
To a dirty swamp
In my rotten flesh
One way to die
I prefer the upset
I'd rather die above the water
Fighting fires
Die in the arms of a Thai bride
Kiss me goodnight
I'm ready for the next day
Anastasia