"Fatal Self Inflicted Disfigurement" lyrics
"Fatal Self Inflicted Disfigurement"
Miserable species of vanity forming thoughts of perfection
Bodily fanaticism
Emulating idols of meat soulless walking dead man made embellishments manipulating the surface
But the core till exists something you can erase corrupted cerebral structures distorting the imagine you reflect facial proportions still unbearable
You own enemy diabolic self takes control abnormal surge of adrenaline
Fatal decision within seconds crushing your reflection begin to tear down
The flesh made puzzle
Sharpened tool of death sinks into every inch of visage mangling the flesh to partially own
Unstoppable haemorrhage blood sprays in fountains half your face lies to your own feet piercing your eyes to avoid this horrid sight
Lateral chop through forehead puts an end to your discontent worthless soul floating away body falling lifeless from decadence comes this wretched sickness in a system of objectification leading to fatality, disfigurement
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- Defeated Sanity Lyrics
album:
"Psalms Of The Moribund" (2008)
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