The Afterbirth - Tightening the Screws
Subtle expressions, body languages, just intuition, predators mission
As pungent a musk as noses could trust
Like dogs in the night not guided by sight
Fasten the screws tighter
The only thing that they see is a cloud that looks like smoke
By the time they go to scream they can only utter croaks
Pray, but not for me
Pray, The only way you know how
Pray, but not for me
Pray, you fucking coward
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The Afterbirth - Devils With Dead Eyes
Where people live and congregate they concentrate a force Billowing out in hues of light, gaseous clouds of milk A psychic silt only seen by demonic festering filth Energy of human
The Afterbirth - Vomit on Humanity
Emptiness, Charred remnant, dying embers flicker against skies Toxic, glowing, poisoned trails of vapor Everything here has died, nothing remains vibrant Humanity eradicated, existence
The Afterbirth - Vivisected Psychopomp
A most delicate day but tragedy only a chapter away The breeze blowing her hair The wind brings the stench of doubt so near Serene, the sky cloudless A dream, but deep inside I
The Afterbirth - Angels Feast on Flies
Fallen down to earth where they feast on the flies Ravenous downturned faces who you meet at your demise They watched you the moment you were born from the sky That's why they
The Afterbirth - Succumb to Life
The ever-present promise The pacing of technology, by the time it is harnessed It's old and obsolete Much the same with philosophy To be whole but not complete Predicting
The Afterbirth - Death Invents Itself
It takes so many forms It races at the speed of human evolution Of time, of technology An ever-present promise trivializing threats No way to predict, only place bets Over
The Afterbirth - Drills and Needles
Beyond the walls you've tried to keep them in Your loved ones could find horrors beyond mention The frailties found in your fear, the fissures of your mind Will be revealed in your
The Afterbirth - Timeless Formless
Timeless, formless, nameless source Ancient voices shaking shores Within the words we're limited but it's a working force A waste of time to trace the patterns of your mind
The Afterbirth - Multiverse Dementia
I have become obsessed With my own inner visions Waiting in a corner at the end of time Frozen in fractures of moments Staring behind in slow motion Shattered mindscape looks
The Afterbirth - Eternal Return
Slowly growing, rotting At the same time knowing you are only evolving to die Mixing like mulch As your ashes engulfed Into dirt that grows dry with the passing of time
