I am sorry for not possessing standards of society
Let me introduce my friend social anxiety
shoot at me all words and blasphemy
I'm already shattered, it
doesn't matter
anyway

Ecclesiastes is a fake and god is too
no saints no saviours no one is he
a piece of rotting flesh is the only thing you'll be
acceptance is for the holy
too bad deity is dead.

Deicide,
book of the dead, pages bound in human flesh
a man stands alone in the battlefield of life
Can't stand anymore he will cut it with a knife
Scripting a holy of the holiest, a testament in blood.

Here I am spitting words ain't worth a thing
starving, sitting alone, tired of being a simple human being
I hope no one comes ever again, enter the door of my mind ever again
never again
never again