Blood in torrents wrist sheds life
Like skin from a mask of agony
Meat flayed open beyond stitches
Plasma soaks into the sheets
On death bed once with turned to crimson
I lie in bleeding victory
Auto destruct liberation
Cut from pin and misery
Death runs red
F*ck life f*ck you all f*ck myself
Its time to die
Razors kiss deep and dark
Eyes turned upwards towards the sky
Oblivion's tongue licks my cock
Extract running red as lust
Wound agape like mouth of death
Ready to become one with the dust
