Vegas Bill - Grishnackh 4

Pissed off - sick
Burn the bridge
Crawling back out the fucken ditch
Shed the skin
Lose the weight
Spitting out the burdened bitter taste
I am the hate
Full out on display
This is how I leave
Fall down and decay
Talk of better days sting
Like a shot in the leg
But it doesn't heal shit when you can't find a vein
Still don't flinch
Whole fifth goes in
One swig like a full clip
Empty in the soul department
Trodden without a purpose
Little bit nervous are ya?
Startled
What a mеss I've become
Dеtest on the tongue
Cuz leaving it dead ain't never enough
One way street straight to the backwoods
Damn sure shit ain't leaving when I catch hooks
Feed you to the worms
Show you where we all return
To the earth
For what's it's worth
I could never seem to move on anyway (Think)
Wasting
Wasting
Depleting the means
Dissipate at the seams
Pure disdain bleeds through a shame soaked rag
Force fed down the throat
Biting down on the hand
Just leave and never come back
What a long fall down
Being held underneath stagnant thought till I drown
Fuck you
I never felt so free inside
This little cage of mine
Designed to break and take the other way out
Sick, sadistic cold characteristics
Hold mystic wizard smoke in until I choke
Bitch, I've drifted into new abysses
Though the old convictions never seem bend or fold
This existence always lacked extent
And just to my content
I lack self control
You know the lowest of lows?
A place that you'd never go
Has been a version of home
In case you didn't know
I come from deep in the cold dark pines
Rose up from beneath the dirt
Bloomed and died
Just a product of my own self
Flawed in design
In the soil where the bodies lie
I reside
Black is the soul
Forced to exist
This skin is colder than the northern winters
Never felt a human presence any deeper
Than the hate the keeps a beat inside
The pieces a dead heart
Feed it, bleed and restart
Fucken chaotic freak
Told you mothafuckers
Stay away from me
Both feet digging in
Grounding out as the world burns down
No love ever shown
No one ever found
So far
Gone down the drain
Washed away
But the hate stained deep in the fabric still remains
All the days blur by
Vivid enough to feel despised
Never the same just swept aside
Into the dark congested tide

I am the the problem
The fault and the fear
Wicked tongue
Pagan speech all that I hear
Up from the dirt I rise like chandeliers
Leave your body to rot
Like the bones of a deer
Turning the pages
Wishing it all away - vacant
Nothing can make impurities erase
I'm bound to damnation
Blasphemy digging in my skin
Boutta commit another sin
Another marking I collect
A pentagram across the chest
My Necronimicon waiting
To pull you in with no traces
Deprave the pain and rip away disdain
In bountiful anguish
I found what nothing replaces
Embrace the negative graces
No care to give or concern with
The rest of human creations
I'm better off fucken thrown aside
Out the picture
Out the frame
Out of touch with your kind
Cuz I never once belonged
And never will anyway
Long forgot and gone
So withdrawn