Rotting stench of my corroding remains

I'll never be the same

Distribution, disillusioned

I gotta lean to balance out the pain

Separation of state and mind

I cannot, I will not die

Locked away inside my mind

I am guilty, I am the crime

You gotta let me out

You gotta help me survive

In this world of pain

Icepick through the face

Bloodsoaked existence

Don't get in my way

A chain is only

As strong as it's weakest link

Flesh so durable

My razor is my only release

As your blood pours you inside out