Lines of evil men who regret nothing their hands smooth silk white porcelain mouths stitching lies but I am the one who's left here to degenerate living the moment that I stop breathing I am this curse of retribution I am this collapsed engine of hate that burns the indignation of the ones who feel it rise inside raze all mental structure systems that resist parasite and the absolute infestation of consciousness taste now this reckoning for father's blackened bloodline our revelation is silence our wings are lame pulled from groundless heights fitted with an eyeless stare of tangled gray hallucination gravitating wires collapse all hope we are dead dreams no way out forever in the throes of succession over and over I eat your sin re-living the moment that I stop breathing