So Ill-Fated

Wretched one, I don't want to be your pawn

You wriggle like a worm

I'm feeling like your wreck

I cannot speak, I cannot breathe, as you try to wrest my tongue

You need to kiss my stinging lips

You need to spread your hatred in my dirty body

I need to kill the larva wich sullies my bluish skin

I'm climbing inside you to soak you up better

Like an animal tasting its prey

I laugh in your face

Before spitting your mephitic fluid

I'm on edge and it's writhing me with agony

Wretched one, fool of rage

You are so ill-fated

You wriggle like a worm

I cannot speak, I cannot breathe, as you try to wrest my tongue

My tight nerves can't hold you any longer

You twist like a worm

I look at myself with a chilling smile, my mouth is full of foam

My frenetic nerves are broken now

Result of my raving lunacy which will take your head, as it took mine