Peripheral Excruciation System

Squirming
In your chair
Will not save you from me
Screaming
Is useless
But it cannot be contained

While I rip the skin on your back
Exposing your spine
Treading carefully
Slowly detaching
The skin from the bone
Carving artfully
While you're still breathing
Scorched from neck to waist

I
Can see the nerves like streets of pain
I
Delight every time I start

Pulling
On your nerves, just
Pulling
One
By
One
Pulling
Intricate web perfect for
Pulling
Out of your back
Pulling
Out of a pool of blood, I'm
Pulling
Ripping them out

Pull and pull 'till they're all out
And you can't feel a thing
Tear and hack right through your spine
A treasure's hiding there

Nerves
Spilling unto the floor
A painting for all to observe
In envy

Recreate
I recreate
The plan that God had for man
Recreate
I recreate
The plan that I have for man

Pull
Pull
Pull them close
Pull
Pull
Pull them out



Credits
Writer(s): Mathieu Provost
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