Death Blooms -

Cold seems crippling

Lame meander through corridors

Aroma’s thick with age

Mark off the day

Reflections of my life are fading

Pull me out of body

Don’t want it

Don’t want in

Feeble frail and rotting

Descending

I’m lost in a structure

That’s collapsing

Don’t want it

Cast into

Maker take the body

Don’t want, it wants me

Past has found its place

Salvation is no more

Will god accept my peace?

Bleach will pardon me

Reflections of my life are fading

Pull me out of body

Don’t want it

Don’t want in

Feeble frail and rotting

Descending

I’m lost in a structure

That’s collapsing

Don’t want it

Cast into

Maker take the body

Don’t want, it wants me

I just want to run

Fly kites, wrestle, jump and play

Swim through waves that crash to shore

Memories in me, cocooned in misery

I’m sick and tired

Of embracing reflections of past time

Receive me or cast me away

God please take me away

Resistance futile, suicidal ideas

I will crucify my own being

Satisfy selfish needs, fuck the deities

Justify my own right to what’s waiting for me

On the other side, the time has come

Lock and load

I’m coming (I'm coming)

I’m coming (I'm coming)

I’m coming (I'm coming)

I’m coming, I’m coming home

Pull me out of body

Don’t want it, don’t want in

Pull me out of body

Don’t want it, don’t want in

Pull me out of body

Don’t want it, don’t want in

Feeble frail and rotting

Descending

I’m lost in a structure

That’s collapsing

Descending, don’t want it

Maker take the body

Don’t want

It wants me

Pull me out of body

Don’t want it, don’t want in

Feeble frail and rotting

Descending

I’m lost in a structure

That’s collapsing

Descending, don’t want it

Maker take the body

Don’t want

It wants me

I just want to run

Fly kites, wrestle, jump and play

Swim through waves that crash to shore

Memories in me, cocooned in misery

The darkness overcomes

Soul soars to the other plane

Existence past the door

I sail through purgatory’s bay

I asked a god for poison, cradle me

Sown to my dreams, souls searching

Death blossoms where clouds lie over me

Held in God’s hands, death blooming

Dark for fear of failure

An inner gloom as wide as an eye and fermenting

Roiling hate

Death grip in my veins

Unveiling rancid petals flowering forth foul nectar

The space between a blink and a tear

Death blooms