There's a reason they call me a murderer
I won't forget the wrongs you've laid upon my carapace
Don't expect this pain to end with your full dismemberment
I've held my tongue for far too long
You wouldn't dare abandon your slander
Don't view your apprehension as candor
You can put up this facade, You fucking faggot I see right through you
everything, looks like a noose
when nothing looks like escape
PLEASE! Don't let me see, the death in your eyes!
Familiarity breeds contempt
JUST! let me breathe, this air thick with lies!
I will be fine in my ignorance
The fumes arise up from your sick path, Nausea overtakes me
I can't believe what I see, senses numb, embrace disgrace, as it fills my lungs
You'll wait for the sky to fall down
Sit and wait for the ground you're standing on
To collapse
With nothing real to fall back on
Watch the moon sink as these straight silhouettes serenade the virgin suicides
There is nothing more pure on this earth than the fire that purges to you from I
Anatman
You, are not, excused
Why, are you so
Surprised that you
Cant become
More than you are?