insanity. An insanity concealed but very much present, waiting to be released upon all. Those who deserve, and those innocently taken are now victims of a disease with no
Songs of the SUFFOCATION
beast. Murdering had become a daily ritual. The able – bodied minds of the world try to solve the problems. With their pathetic solutions. As long as the underworld
piece of the puzzle locked inside. It only takes the right key to open the subconscious. Once inside, it feeds like a leech sucking the blood of an organism.
The population has been reduced, a world condemned to horrid death. And the blood of others heads their saviour, an artificial homicide. The strong and feevle, all will die.
Scanning the cosmic blackened abyss. Planting the seed of their horror and hatred. Mankind was created to be violent and sick. Feasting on the screams of the pain we
Your life has been planned since the day you were born Affliction undefinable, condemned to suffer with the norm Burden of despair – Traits of self denial Raised and
You make me hate my existence. You will soon surpass your own fucking life. Now the time has come for you to see your death. I cut your flesh.
Force fed immobilization Man made liquid controlling my limbs I want to die, no reason for living Dealing with complications life brings A corpse with no thoughts No feelings
Words spoken from a book, tell you never to change. After death you a taught, your soul will cleansed. But even reduced to ashes, the misery still prevails. The
events have tortured me, and destroyed me. I can still hear her faint screams engulfed in the atmosphere around me. The stench of ammonia still encircles the room where
Endemicy – Enthrall the underworld Pervade the bodies once their souls have gone astray Gravitation – Await the birth of death Despair is nurtured in the womb of annihilation