Vassalage Grotesque - Grunt

TRIGGER THE PUNISHMENT

I’VE LEFT YOU BLIND TO THE FEAR

LIFT TO YOUR DISTURBANCE SPHERE

PARALYZED DELUSIONAL PRIDE

YOU’VE GAINED ACCESS

YOU’VE LOST CONTROL

YOU’RE EXCITED AND HAPPY

YOU’RE CONDEMNED TO OBEY

YOUR LIBIDO WILL SET YOU FREE!

PAIN WILL BRING US TOGETHER

PAIN WILL BRING YOU SALVATION

YOUR FLESH, MY SKIN

SWAMP OF GROTESQUERY RED

MY VASSAL, MY NAKED SLAVE

FORGET YOU’RE ALIVE

AS SILENCE DROWNS THE SCREAMS

I AM YOUR LEADING LIGHT

POST-HUMAN CASED IN PLASTIC

TOMB OF DEPRESSION AND MISERY

IMMOBILIZED WITH COLD RUSTED CHAINS

SUCTION PRESSURE, THE BLOOD INHALES

VASSALAGE GROTESQUE

COMMIT YOURSELF TO THE ABUSE

VASSALAGE GROTESQUE

TO SUFFER AND BE USED

SAY HELLO TO YOUR TORMENT

LET YOUR CONSCIENCE CRASH AND FALL APART

I MOURN FOR YOUR LOSS

VASSALAGE GROTESQUE

COMMIT YOURSELF TO THE ABUSE

VASSALAGE GROTESQUE

TO SUFFER AND BE USED

A STAIRWAY TO MISFORTUNE

YOU’RE BACK ON THE CROSS

TO SUFFER AND BE USED

YOU’RE DOWN IN THE HOLE

INJECTIONS OF CYANIDE

RAZOR WIRE AROUND THE LEGS

BITTER MEMORIES DRAGGING YOU DOWN

I AM THE SUPERIOR GROTESQUE

COMMIT YOURSELF TO THE ABUSE

MY MASTERPIECE OF SCULPTURED FLESH