Crossed and Pissed and Devoured - Sterbhaus

Solitary slithering thru the annals of the past

Little peace in little leagues when succubus-ting my ass off

Trying to pretend I understand

Trying to defend that view

That’ll never make sense

Never be that of my own tongue

I could never rise up

I could never be comprehending the fact

That the ways of the leech

Were never meant for the likes of me

When existence is torn between living or

Dying for soul celibacy

Consuming, concluding a need to align

And warmth of embracing consumption is wise

When weekends pass swiftly and weekdays does not

You’re caught in a trench of a lifeless unending rot

There’s another fluke today

There’s another trend that will send

Just another sad soul to make his amends

There’s another hole to fill

There’s another pit

There is always someone content feeding at the foot of the hill

Predicament isn’t it?

A birth of whoredom thru boredom

When the day belongs to the dull

The verdict rules to cull

If by chance you’re prepared to be served

A big steaming pile of nothing from a murder of crows

As unyielding as the rise of the undead

Then in masses come gather — It’s time you are fed!

Obey!

And start carving away

Piece by piece… this mission can’t fail

It’s of fabric begotten and plagued by mere ills

A testament for grinding them bones for meager thrills

Crossed and pissed and fully devoured

Crossed and pissed and fully devoured

Crossed and pissed and somewhat deflowered

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from New Level of Malevolence, released 29 May 2015