Severe Pain-Fleshgore

This is about severe pain That wrecks my brain And makes insane... This is about hemorrhage Which runs like wax I feel myself in narrow cage That everyday my substance locks I＇m here listening to silence There everything wakes up in violence And I am falling dispersing by wind But everything here makes me clean I＇m effusively crying monk That lost belief in god - I＇m disillusioned! Absorbed by dark night＇s glutton I need some great infusion Raking the dust tortured by lust I＇m taking out icons of past I＇m hanging them in my new cage I＇m reinforcing hemorrhage! I＇m idolizing dead cruel gods Explaining them the gist of mud I put my arms on tumbledown crosses There withered flowers like a tender dosses And I confess that I forgot forefathers My tears like tar on white clean linen That is remain of their shining... of their dying And I＇m resigning with the thorny path