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The abundance of joy,
in one's own suffering,
it's nauseating, me!
The joy of making oneself suffer,
the folly of a fool,
resides in self-mutilation!
[Chorus]
Desensualize!
Decarnalize!
Contrite!
Penitent!
Vivisect conscience, sacrifice intellect!
Vivisect conscience, sacrifice intellect!
You won't get any pity from me,
your senseless self sacrifice,
it's nauseating me!
[Repeat Chorus]
