My phantom self
Pulled by the strings
Slave mentality
Numb to the new reality
Drip fed on open wounds
They thrive on pus
Endless winter
No dead to worship
Barren mind
Lifeless chasm
Soulless earth
No fruit, No birth
Thoughtless being
Lifeless husk
Comfort in decay, cold our minds will stay
Indifferent to the death
Asleep in the dirt, nothing seems absurd
Pulled, torn and burned
Callous empty mind
The weak are left behind
No redemption in the pain
Our lives were lived in vain
No comfort, just decay
Our minds led astray
Met with disdain
Paralysed
Watch my young be slain
Burnt child, endless cycle
Submit, free your thoughts
It's over soon enough
Your soul has been bought
Liberate your mind, free your inner chasm
Submit unto me
Exit conscious thought, enjoy your placid brain
Existence only pain
Featureless being, ugly freak of nature
Settle for your death
Your pain is ever-more