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The cancerous tumour grows inside

I can’t beat death so I become it

I have allowed you to watch over me

And lay me down to sleep

Pray over me as I sleep terrified

I hopelessly kill and I can’t go back

I vomit everytime I think about my deeds

Fixated on escaping death (escaping my death)

My dear angels are still alive

I spread their arms and skin their backs

Sew the skin onto their arms to make angels

nervously hanging my creations around me

Descending souls, empty corpse

I slowly bleed out losing conciousness

I see what’s within me, The root of pain

I can’t bear living in this state

My children watched me hang

Withering images in their minds

No longer living this horrid existence

My children watched me hang

Withering images in their minds

No longer living this horrid existence

Watch over me one last time

Still dying and afraid

Nothing is helping

Skin myself

Victim of my own design

protect myself from death

Slowly dying as I pray

over me as I sleep terrified

I hopelessly kill and I can’t go back

I vomit everytime I think about my deeds

Fixated on escaping death (escaping my death)