Ad Nauseam - Vorkreist

Staring through the windows

Raining.

Freezing

Shades of grey rainbow

Floating.

Lying

Oh, I just wish it was all over

But today I have a date with her

In a place.

Or nowhere.

Or here.

Somewhere

My guts are hurting me

Something is wrong.

Going wrong

I wished it was just shyness

But it’s something far, far, far deeper

I feel like puking.

Strangling.

Laughing.

Crying.

Cutting.

Burning

If only she had been a Saint

I never saw the light of a Saint

But she was just a whore

Again

She said she didn’t like to swallow

But she has now pure life on her tongue

If only it was blood!

Waking up, tired and already exhausted

Bored or depressed.

Ah fuck it!

I knew something was wrong

Staring at her, lying on the ground

Shaking.

Sweating

Nothing pure in this life to be found

Even in its liquor

How weird the fluids of life are so disgusting

Living.

Ad Nauseam.