[Lyric] Immanent Putrescence (Abated Mass of Flesh)

Fragments of who I was are now exposed before me
Offering decay
Offering defeat
To return to the grave
To return as a slave
Mangled in the likeness/of self inflicted crisis
Feeding on the righteous
Spreading like a virus
Obstruction of progression
Festering on the soul
Consuming acquisition
Loss of all control
Fragments of who I was are now exposed before me
I will not decay
Never suffer defeat
Ripped, torn discrete
Buried six feet deep