The castle of death Gets under your skin Like a fucking virus Ushering you in This body of bile This body of needs The world is transparent You will never leave Ride the paranoia All life is pain Only the Grave Is real Spitting the salt Chalked out for good Clutching your marbles Dead as fog Iron teeth turn the weeds This fallow soul bleeds for me Practising suicides Introvert sadist mindfucker This method is mantric Curled up for the carver On the broken saddle Redsuckled with fear Flogging the saints For wasted days Bone palace greed Shunning the poison Gritted ground gears Barricaded youth Born on your knees Toll to bell Horror Sheds rusty tears The snuff dreams are made of The pendulum stops Every mouth chews the silence Minds fold over at the edges
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