XXII Lyrics

Album: Fetters

"it is necessary to whip and to prod life; otherwise it gets rusty and fouled with banality."

—the confessions of wanda von sacher-masoch

burn the refuse

ashes set to wind

charting the terrain

of collective failings

dissociation as survival

banging heads against the grain

inert cinder mask

knowing smirk seared in blighted facades

another void martyr

fingerprints on broken handles

cleaving meat from bone

another haggard footfall

wallowing, decay, crumbling, collapse