New Age 1992

Untouched by passion I hear it scream under my foot slow evolution to an unfeeling block of ice made so by both force and by choice trapped in this miserable existence give me pain ritual scarification of my astral self your indulgence of my candor dissident tone shrill in my ear fucking hypocrite you're everything you hate in me I relish every drop of pain that you all inject the only feeling I trust I smile as I role up my sleeve I am the product of your selfishness greed and deceit every stone you cast upon me bruises me lovingly