Soothing Torments - Loudblast

And all of you bet on my moronism

Your constant distressing behavior

Stuck in the so called greatness of your brain

Unaware of the everpresence of

The master you feared

You crawl, you bark, you stick you horror!

Sickening plague

Trying to shine in my world

Hordes of woodlouses I’ll bite

In grey visions I dive and resist

In grey visions I dive

My pleasure your pain, soothing torments

The raving surgeon is walking around

Cleaning up his blade

Gazing at your shade

Your rope is perfectly entwined

The blade is dissecting, scornful look

Blinding your judgement forever

My pleasure your pain, soothing torments