Lines of evil men who regret nothing their hands smooth silk white    porcelain mouths stitching lies    but I am the one who's left here to degenerate    living the moment that I stop breathing    am this curse of retribution    I am this collapsed engine of hate that burns    the indignation of the ones who feel it rise inside    raze all mental structure systems that resist parasite    and the absolute infestation of consciousness    taste now this reckoning for father's blackened bloodline    our revelation is    silence our wings are lame pulled from groundless heights fitted with an eyeless stare of tangled gray hallucination gravitating wires collapse all hope    we are dead dreams    no way out forever in the throes of succession    over and over I eat your sin    re-living the moment that I stop breathing