This is the end : the malice sealed with a kiss of bitterness from the mouths defiled spoiled within the lifeless populace poisoning by way of rapturous tongue the exit sign dressed in blades of razor, the trigger of a loaded gun
sanctified through suicide through bloodwork their world denied
[through bloodwork their world denied]
pressing hard the cold steel on the warmness of flesh eviscerate match the wrists to your blackened, bloody knees bleed the disease 'til the lies are undone the exit sign dressed in blades of razor, the trigger of a loaded gun
put the gun into your mouth and pull the fucking trigger press the blade against your throat and bleed the fucking cancer
