My conception

My life beginning as I bleed

Breathe in anger

Breathe the hatred as you need

Feel so empty

I watch another world collapse

As the other, it seems so real



The victim eternal with no other feelings

You wear your filth well as it drips

With your bleeding

Spilling your life and your filth

On your hands

Wash it away with the love your pretend

Tearing at meaning corrupting with healing

Drifting decline as it clutches for feeling

Spilling the life and your skin on your hands

Wash it away with the love you pretend



Bleeding the words as they crave for denial

You are holding my words

As they crave for denial

I am bleeding the words as they crave for denial

You are holding my words

As they bleed

They bleed for you

Spilling the blood I have made

And have shown for you

What does it mean if I offer my sins to you

Innocent to the end of this imposed tragedy

Broken wounds caught in my dreams

I gave up dying for my sins

Broken wounds caught in my dreams

I gave up dying for my sins