Soul Search Me - Exhorder

stalks are generated and

they engrave

their names upon the

fields

blasts of charismatic

droplets anoint

me through my dying…

groping, seizing, tearing,

grasping at the tail of sanity

a thrust of uninvited

rage combusts inside

the gut, and here we have

another day

if only I’d pierced it with

my hand

or watched it burn into

the ground

a joyous blaze of life’s end

find me, keep me, lose me,

weep me how the tears they do entertain

it’s nice to be reminded

that I can

still bring you pain

satisfaction remains best

without subtraction

soul search me you’re empty

and as you try to liberate

the world

remember what I say

«give and take’s not how I live

I fucking take, you’d

better give»

the barrier is gonna break

cleanse the brains they’ve

washed in your sink

digging deep inside you’ll

find

a box without any chains

and with no locks

come on, Pandora, open

wide and

release the entity

concealed inside

BAM!

the bricks caress your face

spread you thin across

the ground

the aches and pains

convey my thoughts to yours

you tried to find me out

say Jack, what’s a backstabber like you

gonna do with one like

me discomfort multiplied by ten, you writhe

and twist again

please have some pain

the grain against which

you rub is my terrain

so take a giant step back

'cause

you’ve marched across my line

and my gun works fine

soul search me you’re empty