Putrid Pile — Dead

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Your life’s at a standstill
Dwelling in a pit of anticipation
Sob to ease the pain
It distracts you from the thoughts of what can and will happen
Knowing that you’re going to die thrills me I unlock the door that suppresses desires
Releasing all the inhibitions that bind me Behold dementia
You’ll be gone from the world that you’ve infected
A virus coursing through the veins of society
I tel myself the world is better without you
I do this to justify my deeds
Knowing that you’re going to die thrills me I unlock the door that suppresses desires
Releasing all the inhibitions that bind me Behold dementia
The tears flow
Beg for mercy
I feel the hatred welling up inside me Churning my insides
Dead is the man that I once was
A worthless pile of compassion
There is no sanctuary
As darkness descends
The madness that was dormant
Rears its ugly head
Knowing that you’re going to die thrills me I unlock the door that suppresses desires
Releasing all the inhibitions that bind me Behold dementia
You’re caught in a whirlwind of pain
Beat the fucking teeth out of your pie-hole
Security for when I shove my manhood
Inside