Scaphism - Aberrant Construct

He lived in that place for all his life

Never seeing outside the walls of his home

His psyche shattered from his merciless upbringing

His sense of self-doesn't exist

All he knows is pain and suffering and what neglect and hate can bring

That anyone who you think may have your back can fucking stab you in the back

without any shame

He lost his trust in the human race

Never again will he place his fate in the hands of another human

Letting go of every tie to family and friends in disguise he cut himself off

from the world to bring these people their demise

Bringing people into his world

Stripping them of their identity and self-worth

Degrading and twisting their mentality to fit them in the box he feels himself

trapped in

Cutting them and whipping them until they cannot feel their skin

With every scream, he feels alive again

Taking control of their life and the pain they feel

It’s under his control now

He will never let them go again

Chaining them to vats that boil blood of other victims

Drowning them with milk and honey letting them get eaten

Vats from wall to wall with barely walking room between each one of them with

screaming victims wishing he would set them free or show them mercy,

kill them quickly, stop this pain and suffering

He never stops he never will until the day he dies

Killing people 'til the day he dies

Hundreds of victims have suffered by his hands

Not a single person ever made it out alive

If he chooses you, you’re going to die

So it’s better to give up and let the darkness kill your light than to fight

another second through this torturous demise

Let go of your hope to live

Let go of your thoughts that you will be saved

He brought you to his world so he can make you feel his pain;

to see the

pictures that are seeded fucking deep within his brain;

to know the terror

that’s inside of him and all that pent-up rage

He knows you’ll never understand that’s why he digs your fucking grave

Laughing to himself