BONE CROWN DEFORMITY

My pain negates fear

When the end is fucking near

Don't let that go over your head

'Cause your death is mirrored

Your strings to breathe are pulled by a callous god

I'll blend your head to concrete in camouflage

I don't recognize the world you created

But I'm the god that memory has forsaken

You'll rave about my wounds

My whole world is seizing

Won't wave goodbye at your tomb

As I'm forced in leaving

The thorn ripped from my side

Goes to the lowest reaches

Exist but be spread in pieces

Negation of a grave

You are no longer fucking safe

Your contorted body wearing a bone crown

All of the pills in the world down

You won't be found

You say I'm outside

I created the outside

You're the shifting of the flesh

I'm the outcast by design

I don't recognize the world you created

But I'm the god that memory has forsaken

You play a game of a pivotal wordplay savior

I don't have time for schizo-birdbrain fucking favors

And in case, you feel a way to die

Each blade is known to ricochet and end your life

Facefuck this serrated blade

Regress and gag on the wounds you've made

For the last time

Sworn to my instinct

Cold and stiff, slowly sinking

Releasing you won't make you stay away

Chains ripping at your skin

Fading to gray

Releasing you won't make you stay away

Now you're the essence of bone crown deformity