Bastard reflection: I'd rather soak my eyes in bleach
Chewing on glass in place of alteration
I will leave behind no images of me
Fixation has it's light aimed directly at the plague inside my mind and my sickness breeds in warmth
Bright enough to burn, the ashes provide shelter from the lacerations that go hand in hand with their cold stare
The world will inherit my grief
Exchanging hands; familiar epidemic
A sacrifice in the name of vanity
Beautiful without a pulse? and when my body is one with earth, the worms will feed on the flesh with no worldly prejudice
Don't shed a tear for me
Don't shed another fucking tear for me, I am undeserving
Bastard reflection, tie me to gates of heaven with a rope long enough to reach hell and let them fight over who gets to enslave me
The punishment will fit me well. Do with me what you will, I'm no longer in control.

Fucking usurper, possession by default
Spend another night sleeping beside my ghost
Proprietary sin, no longer of this earth: a poltergeist inside my former home
No sun will set for me. Forced to find shelter in the shadows or inside a blackened heart
I cling to useless arteries but they can't withstand the weight of worldly burden and neither can I
This body is not yours. No sanctuary underneath familiar skin
You are nothing but a surrogate. Persecution of the soul will lead to false imprisonment
Unrelenting isolation breeds eternal suffering
Usurper, this body isn't yours

Peel back my skin
You live between cartilage and bone
Filling my veins with debris
Assisted suicide though I'm alone
I want to be hung by my neck with my organs and nerves
Kicking the world out from under my feet: drain me of life, deafened and blind
Breathing in torment, filling my lungs
A trophy corpse on display
I can taste every body in your collection as I swim through the flesh
Love let me die
No honest salvation in sight
Devoid like a virgin womb
The locusts swarm inside my tomb
Extinction knows your fucking name
Keep your curse to yourself, rid me of this disease
Keep your curse to yourself, love let me die.

The angels will slit my wrists with their frozen wings and throw salt into the wounds to disinfect my damaged spirit
Suspended by apparitions, spinning in place just above the heads of the unholy
I will fall from unforgiving arms
Don't extend your hands to catch me, I want to feel my teeth be turned to dust
Surpassing pavement, hurl me straight into my grave
Though no casket could contain my misery
Drown me in dirt until the ones I love can't recognize my face
Falling to my death
I need to be released from the unforgiving arms of god
Let my body burn like a candle at both ends to illuminate my road to perdition
My greatest tragedy since birth, through misfortunate conception, is to overstay my welcome here on earth
Falling to my death, don't extend your arms to save me
Hurl me straight into my grave
Though no casket could contain my misery
Falling to my death from the unforgiving arms of god

Guided by the solitary light of your paradise in flames
To eradicate all living things in an unbiased genocide
No greater opportunity to do away with the righteous hearts beating in sequence with a false crusade
Adorned in a crown of thorns but I see you for what you really are: a filthy fucking pawn, a useless fucking figurehead
Immune to the contractions of a serpent's poison tongue
No saviour could save me
No martyrs, no casualties only necessary death to facilitate the process of natural selection
With one final act of coercion, I will convince the doomed to rise and ignite the final spark that will engulf and cloak mankind
Redemption pulled from underneath their feet
No saviour could save me
Necessary death
No saviour could save me from a necessary death

I refuse to identify with shit
Mankind is an unmarked grave, regression looming overhead like birds of prey and I'm a walking carcass
Take from me all that is essential for preservation, or leave me to wither away in peace
I am not responsible for a lack of impression
It's not my fault that all I'll leave behind is blood
Survived by nothing, death casts a shadow over me but not against my will
If humanity is my cross to bear
I will drive nails through my feet until my halo resembles a crosshair
Survived by nothing, death casts a shadow over me