Obizeth: Soul Grown Inwards


See my eyes melting
The eyes that can see no more
Oh, all this non-existent blood and filth
In My palms

Oh, all this non-existent Blood and filth
Coming from my broken teeth
Waving on my rotten tongue
That only talks the language of silence

I will contaminate, my blood with yours
Let the black matter corrupt your flesh

Cross contamination set unleashed
Eating your essence fragment by fragment
Until your madness sets me free inside your mind

Push yourself into the corner
Slitting your wrists with a knife
Letting the filth exit your corpus
As the rot-smelling blood soak the floor

But how unaware and fool are thee
Death does not differ from existence
It only counts your shell out the board
And no resistance required to eat you inside out