So boiled, burnt alive or frozen stiff
The ice will split my skin and crack and bleed
The water melts my skull, I feel it drip
So Burn the witch. If left or Right. Don't care.
I like the smell of burning flesh. It's nice.
And rage is powerful, used like
A bullet aimed precisely at the heart.
Instead we're spraying, like a child at play.
We hit an artery allowing us to dance
offbeat in blood, so maggots crawl
Away.
Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 11:58 AM UTC
So boiled, burnt alive or frozen stiff
The ice will split my skin and crack and bleed
The water melts my skull, I feel it drip
So Burn the witch. If left or Right. Don't care.
I like the smell of burning flesh. It's nice.
And rage is powerful, used like
A bullet aimed precisely at the heart.
Instead we're spraying, like a child at play.
We hit an artery allowing us to dance
offbeat in blood, so maggots crawl
Away.