Speak in flames
Infliction the devices
Resting on the shadows false promises
Still
Arousing still
Separating all of that you feel which still
Continues to condemn you for your ways
A thought that wreaks of pain
An act of true emotion
Burn the styrofoam remains
Multiple incisions
A puncturing of the many senses
A lack of truth evolved
Raw defenses
And a portrait of you depth declined
Swine Apprentice
For one example
The flock was raised in the cold
Points of afterbirth, Suffocate from the cold
And I`m pouring out my chest, leaking in the
Freezing cold
Heed the chosen words, produce manifold
I paid my dues
My hands calloused and ashed
Reveal infected wounds and my scabbing scars
Caress my broken back