Song: Vacant Host
Year: 2020
Viewed: 35 - Published at: 5 years ago

The smell of rot
It’s corruption knows no bounds
For all they know
The place is cursed

Disgraced by what, you’ll never un-see
Decaying bones, you’ll never be clean
You’ll become one with misery
Call it a blessing, I’d call it a curse

This hollow husk, this barren land
You’ll find nothing in this world
Our time is up and, it’s up to no good
You can call it what you want

Torn are the eyes, known never to weep
Vacant the smile, that longs for it’s teeth
Cancerous leech, consuming all that is left of your hope
“Bring me it’s head, I will feast on the sorrow it wrought”

The wretched hole, this shallow moor
You are not of this world
Rotting away, shameless apathy
Or call it what you will
“More, I want more”

Debased, laid bare, nothing but bones
Without mouths, so poorly their fed
Displaced, replaced, nothing but teeth/ Bones
Blind by desire, they’ll never know light

All bred to fail, all forgotten at birth
Vacant mindless sheep

You're nothing. Talking meat
A passionless. Vapid fuck

I cannot stand knowing that this is what we’ll become
Reduced to uncurious drones
Wake up

Purge it, the parasite wearing your skin

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