Martyr of thy Nothingness

Absence
Of Empathy
Climbing
Mountains made of flesh
Restless
There is nothing worth
Shreds
An abortion

Soon
Soon I'll be old
Carving my skin
Vomiting hopes, martyr of
None
And again
Shit
Hanging a rope, end

Live
This
Illusion

Soon
Soon I'll be old
Carving my skin
Vomiting hopes, martyr of
None
And again
Shit
Hanging a rope, end

Here I lay thinking of you
I cannot sleep even at night
Pulsating hate through my veins
Multiple stab wounds, bleed-to-death!

I can't breath and I accept it
Suffocation liberates me
Worms are crawling inside my corrupted flesh
Smell the pungent stench of this squalid end



Credits
Writer(s): Juri Vatova
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