7th Scar

What did you think

You god you bastard

When you opened this scars on me

Why did you make

My skull with 5 black holes

To suck what you create and live in the pain dimension

Live in the pain dimension with eyes to see

Ears to hear mouth to lick and brain to think

Why you god you bungler

Why you sewed this worm skin on me

Why is it good

A shreded skin to live in

To scrape all the scars 'till they blood what your serpent son worn

What you serpent son worn with eyes to see

Nose to smell brain to think

Pain in me deep within

Like a thorn under the skin

Cold demise burns inside

7th scar

Why you opened this seventh scar

Thorn under skin that forever hurts

What did you think

You god deceiver

When you cut a seventh scar in me

What did you feel

When you laid your lance rest

And the crown of you son start to throb under my ribs

Under my ribs inside my skin

A heart of thorns forever