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lyrics
I was born
Wearing the Ugliest Crown
I had to grew limbs from my back
To reach out for more than an empty gaze
Strain of divinity I've devoured
It wasn't seasoned with any bliss
And how one can make peace
with absence of any closure?
Whoredome prevails
Under the sign
Of hooks in Her cheek
And toothless smiles
I will rest in a pit
Filled with tongues which I've cut
As it was my last chance
for a glimpse of ecstasy
All left of me
Is tar and purulence
Conjoined triplets
Are throbbing
And watching me
How I couldn't realize
That someone gouged out my eyes
I see myself with my chest open
I see their pointless rage
and pointless joy
I hear laugh from beneath a robe
I see harems of grey-skinned
Fighting to be seen by their owner
Why the curse they have chosen
Couldn't be non-existence?
Third layer of skin I had to grew
Was washed of me slowly with mold
Scales I had to tear from my eyes
Became totem of all regrets