The Necropolitan کے بول

Poisoned waves of chloroform salt the air without desire Manifest in numb Mefisto in basalt expressed in numbers This alias my orthodox a full sense surround The last few years here seemed a lifetime (Sincerly) alone again I masturbate But it feels more like rape Lean back and bask bask in the sunshine Even it doesn't make me seem seem more alive Poisonous cares without words are expressed How could I resist such a polite feign of death Touch me oh please I want to know that it's real And if it's not it's better just to pretend Violent angel Invaded with madness and fed only scorn Worthless object Follow the blood trails that lead to my heart I turned it to stone so you'd never bleed another drop Try and you try there's a part of me still that will never die