loose fingernails from missing brackets by oldmold

i feel lumps under my skin
it's impossible to care
slimy voices from the sky
telling me i have to stay

curve from negative to zero
my lung remembers kilos
i have holes in my face
and they are screaming waste of space
turn me on with your disgrace

i see a red light glowing
from cracks in my flesh
i hear my own howling
like its someone else
teethmarks in my brain
are longing for praise
my loose fingernails
i forgot the taste
the only one
who deserved my hate
is screaming at me now
from inside of my head
in his default state

i feel so cold
i always been old
i refuse to believe
it was all foretold

i feel lumps under my skin
it's impossible to care
slimy voices from the sky
telling me i have to stay

• Black Metal
• Experimental
• Trap
• blackened trap
• dungeon synth
• witch house
• Kraków