Gargling Glass - Viral Load

Burned so deep in my subconscious

Observe me and my psychosis

Masking the pain on the surface I trade

Fearing the creature for which you create

(Gargling Glass)

Rebelling the demons that stir from the past

Self mutilation I’m gargling glass

(Gargling Glass)

Burned deep inside

Tear out my throat with no chance to survive

Painful and slow

Sickens the mind but must feed the soul

Glass shreds mute sound

I’m heaving flesh onto the ground

Must question mental state

Self-mutilation seems irate

Disemboweled through throat with glass

Blood is spewing from my ass

Burned deep inside

Tear out my throat with no chance to survive

Painful and slow

Sickens the mind but must feed the soul

Must question mental state

Self-mutilation seems irate

Disemboweled through throat with glass

Blood is spewing from my ass

On with the pain suffer again forcing

The glass fragments down my throat

On with the pain suffer again I’m free

Death’s pleasure it holds me

On with the pain suffer again scarring

My own flesh to soothe the pain

Soothe the pain, experiment

I am the guinea pig

You don’t feel you fucking kill

Mutilated thrown away

Troubled for I choose this life that I’m taking

Flesh ripped open peacefully I lie in my fucking waste

This is how I choose to die

Gargling glass

Can’t inhibit my decision

Gargling on glass

Fearing the sickness reality’s gone

Hacking away at self worth

Forcing glass down my esophagus

Self-mutilation is driving the curse

Chocking on blood and pieces of meat

Hacking away at my flesh

No blood to my brain

I fall to the floor

Convulsing and twitching

I now greet my death

There is no pain

Scarring my brain

Hemorrhaging eye

Maggots and flies

Flesh in a heap

Vocal chords seep

Blood mixed with bile

Stench is so vile

Soothe the pain, experiment

I am the guinea pig

You don’t feel you fucking kill

Mutilated thrown away

Troubled for I choose this life that I’m taking

Flesh ripped open peacefully I lie in my fucking waste

This is how I choose to die

Gargling glass

Suicidal voices calling form beyond

Death has swept across my ears with the sweetest song

On my grave their lies a wreath

Six feet under I lie beneath

Suffer with the pain

Reaching out again

A prisoner in my own hell

Fear engulfs my being

The horrors I am seeing cannot be described