Daylight Obsession

I watched into the burning sun

My eyes filles with obsession

An eternal walk towards nothing

An empty road, as long as my eternal sickness

I watched into a dead horizon

My blood falls into the sun

My thoughts drown into emptiness

Stench of death in the air

The sickness of a summer afternoon

My sticky flesh covered by insects

A dream of naked bodies dying on meathooks

The smell of your slaughtered whore-meat

Rotting under a blinding sun

Your last stop, dead end.

My twisted visions revealed to you

Youll never understand

This ravishing desire for demise

Hanged dolls, sing-song

Bones swinging endlessly

Hot winds of a funeral day

I walked through the same old walls

I smelled the same old dust

Dust of forgotten times

Dust of! Shallow lives