Transcending life through sleeps decree
This I wear shall taste debris
Through rancor find serenity

Visceral holocaust to see

Insipid dreams were flowing red

A sea of sin from cattle thats been bled
Unbeknownst until the end
With their backs to life they'd rather be home instead


Unto the beast an image made
Of broken flesh culled from the sharpest blade

They say we men are wretched things
So full of hate lost hope and broken dreams


Infected skin
Serrated grin
Where was life and where does death begin?

This hallowed sin
Wont spoil within
Reveals a path an exalted life to live


The cold the steel the razor the blade
The tighter the noose the faster we fade