Pariah

lamb of god

pariah

The sore on the edge of your mouth it mirror the ones on your arm of black tar you've known the

ripping

And I've seen you pissing your condition into the dirt

I know you don't want to live in the dirt you want to know nothing but dirt you know you can't

beat weakness

Kill the flux Stretched to breaking an obscene canvas on a stretcher of parasitism

better

You've shot out your eyes but I'm seeing that you cannot feel anything of worth

Know that you've pissed life away lost in your narcotic dreams

Heart pumping futile sh*t through your veins

Why does it bother I want to punch in your sunken face and see your dusty blood smear through

the air in a polluted crimson arc

splattering in a useless pattern on the concrete Moribund