1. TOTAL DEVOTION

Becoming the essence of scum and degeneracy
By the numb hands of traumas deserved.
Violently, a long flagellated vessel arrives,
Sunken to this Rock bottom.

Defeated and dishonored, by the grayest of evils,
I curse mine eyes reflected in the blood and the blade,
Flowing in vain like the tears of some battered whore.
I am the gun pressed into her head, the bullet and every Trigger.
Cut my wrists, burn my flesh, rape my soul.
Break the catatonia, to break my skull against the wall.

Malevolent suicidal, ideation.
Disassociated malefic will.
Blessed be the fentanyl that ends your life,
injected into risen scars.
Blessed be the narrow path,
With every step on broken glass.
Every face a funeral,
Prostrate in the piss and mud in total devotion.

Total devotion to total death...


2. UTTERLY UNMOVED BY THE MOUNTING DEAD

Poison their beloved vices.
Suffer them not to live.
I see nothing in their bloodshot eyes.
I hear nothing on their foaming lips.
Screams of insanity, muffled by the hood.
Utterly unmoved by the mounting dead.

Degenerates deserving of nothing but death,
Aand neither Longing for anything else.
Without the courtesy to kill yourself,
Ill fuck your weeping soul,
Leave you traumatized and hopeless.

Follow my bloody footsteps,
Oer the throats of addicted corpses,
Down the stairs, up the tracks,
To the bottom of a bitter bottle,
Below the jagged stones of hell...


3. DERELICT

Blacked out on the bottom step.
Toxins pulse through me and even
They are disgusted at what lies beneath these scars.
I am a festering wound, a void,
I am your dirty world destyroyed.

The whore craves death,
Powder and drink are but a step towards,
Why not leap? Why do you loiter?
Carve your path with the given razor,
Through the coke, and up your arm,
One final time.
Drown me in your rancid blood.
Caress me with festering sores, ruin me...

Leave me unburied and pardon this failed existence...

Sleepless nights nurture
The blackest hates.
On the precipice of consciousness,
I give myself to madness;
Stomping out the embers of empathy and mercy...

Why do you loiter?
Carve your path with the given razor,
Through the coke, and up your arm, one final time.