The Lights That Lay Before My Eyes
My pale skin, it reminds me of my discarded vessel
Broken, inwardly scarred; something is so wrong
Eidolic spheres surge before my eyes
Swelling as far as my vision distends
I shudder at the voices within my spraining mind
I am touched, raped, defiled
What is this befoulment inside of me?
It reeks perversely, corruptly
I feel it writhing, my cosmic insemination
My body is a tool, 'beyond-one'
Poor blood-father, playing games he cannot understand
Cannot understand...
Broken, inwardly scarred; something is so wrong
Eidolic spheres surge before my eyes
Swelling as far as my vision distends
I shudder at the voices within my spraining mind
I am touched, raped, defiled
What is this befoulment inside of me?
It reeks perversely, corruptly
I feel it writhing, my cosmic insemination
My body is a tool, 'beyond-one'
Poor blood-father, playing games he cannot understand
Cannot understand...
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Writer(s): Samuel Ford
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