No use to beg

Music: Tool - shism + parabola

Watching myself covered in blood is a pleasant feeling. I feel like I could get the pieces together. Together as one I took the step forward into the direction of hate. Bridges without doorstep in the hallway behind my graveyard. Set the pieces in perspective and let them fall. I know they all fit. Images through my head in the temparate area. Choking from too much hazard. Use my table as support I know you will. See me standing in front of the incredible huge wall of darkness. Why are you inside me? Let us all sleep together with this piece of sand. Bags filled with cleansing embraces. Flies running down your spine as I see you getting cut in pieces. They all fit together. With glue I discovered the real you. Remember what you told me about the world outside of my grave. The graveyard deep in the forest. Illusions alone in the darkness. Guitars falling down like pain. Running through darkness I see the light. Excitement as I touched your soul. Let me kill you in my way of love, let me lick your body. I will clean you without my bag of juice. Spikes from within. The pain is inside me, this body holding me. Pain is the only solution to your fate. Dying from the fall I see the insides of your body covered with blood. Credence and remorse fills my head as letter flow out. Nothing is without meaning. Fly far away to the destiny of our child. Let the enchantment embrace your dignity. Spinning around as your atoms begin to break loose. Obliterate into fragments of darkness. The third eye is looking through your destiny. Avoid light and become my mind. We are forever together with pain.