Thy Disease Neurotic World Of Guilt: Dissected God
Children's slaughter
You are me
I swallow you
We and nothingness
Devour me
Tear me more!
My rage
I take this gift again
No fear, no guilt
I'm the one who's blessed
Never ending hunger
Our torment is Ecstasy
Suffocate flesh my lust
I feed my lust
With dead bleeding tissues
You're unable to understand
The meaning of dissected god in me
I see you in me
Before I cut my wrist
I see dying children
Dripping out of me
Never ending struggle
You against you
It's all about
Hopeless conscious human
