The nurturing post mortem process The loathsome spastic must pull through this reaching happiness The vessel's lying there slowly becoming tumescent I will drink from this filth and breathe. now your turn to {receive putrescence!} x2 Living and Giving are two different things. I can't see how you live with yourself knowing you're a fucking failure! Now we are the breed! Listen in! You reek of incompetence. You're spoon-fed, hand-fed, wished luck, then fist-fucked! LOOK AT YOURSELF! YOU ARE A {FUCKING PAWN!} x2 Didactic Torment {x4} I will force feed you the fucking flesh! {x3} I will force feed you the human flesh! The truth you need :Learn for once Open your eye(s) to see this facade. Take a bill. See the eye. That is surreal; thus, you have never been so blind! Your eye(s). Open! - I need some answers. I can't seem to live happily no more. No more. [solo] The incompetence of our very race gives me my Socratic Courage to sooth my spiritual narcissism! You see your own blood; this life is one blood. [now this is what I want!] Taking for granted everything in life [now give me what I want!] Neurosurgery, my soul seeking [your life is now my life!] Exceeding this thought brings to mind the end. [your life is now over!] This may be an acute form of my senile dementia I take this very seriously Now you see Now you see Superior forms inhabited this Earth in our past, Now we have to last! This life as we know it Is fucked and so are you! May we grow to love in this light Now we have to put up a fight ....originally titled, Hand Fed Flesh