Fester

My eyes are rolled to the back of my head. I watch my mind paint these pictures then I gouge out my eyes

This is my decree, my thoughts will crucify me. I sip the blood that was bestowed, oh why I have forsaken me?

I know that you love to burn. She asks "Will you burn with me?" but I'll just slice my skin and bleed out sin

This is my decree, my thoughts will crucify me. I sip the blood that was bestowed, oh why I have forsaken me?

I open at the close at the end of the road finding me burning a rose and the ashes bare a tree. I bleed in the garden then my spirit free's..

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Digging holes in my skin. Just burrow in me. The worms they breed in me. I'm the host of filth. Forced into unholy bondage. Cast to the lake. My unclean spirit. I fester and I burn