My mind state is similar to the death rate after earthquakes,
A blind date where the listener counts bodies in the blood wake,
It's dire straits for a visitor adding integers for a death date,
Sign late and your signature indicates you're a dead weight,
Check in for this lesson get your flesh pressed in bloody jaws,
Muddy paws on this dog from nights running to study flaws,
Orchestrating falls of guards perched atop defensive walls,
Assaulting innocent timid men, kill and pillage without a cause,
Stealthily compelled to be wealthy in my quest to feed,
The hell in me and relishing the tarnished taste so bitter sweet,
Of souls I've rolled in agony, tragically shattering,
Scattering blissfulness and listing "give a shits" on absentees,
I reflect on the derelict state of my compassion unchecked,
Thrashing for life ashen ready to face death when it comes to rest,
While the rest of me left in charge starts to draw breath,
Fills it's breast with toxic fumes seeping from death's mess,
A lifetime of lifelines called and met with busy signals,
Pulling pistols at shadows creeping, keeping my thinking wishful,
Gripping a fat fist full of bullets waiting for my temples,
Pop em like pimples, simple the next victim is MonuMental.
A blind date where the listener counts bodies in the blood wake,
It's dire straits for a visitor adding integers for a death date,
Sign late and your signature indicates you're a dead weight,
Check in for this lesson get your flesh pressed in bloody jaws,
Muddy paws on this dog from nights running to study flaws,
Orchestrating falls of guards perched atop defensive walls,
Assaulting innocent timid men, kill and pillage without a cause,
Stealthily compelled to be wealthy in my quest to feed,
The hell in me and relishing the tarnished taste so bitter sweet,
Of souls I've rolled in agony, tragically shattering,
Scattering blissfulness and listing "give a shits" on absentees,
I reflect on the derelict state of my compassion unchecked,
Thrashing for life ashen ready to face death when it comes to rest,
While the rest of me left in charge starts to draw breath,
Fills it's breast with toxic fumes seeping from death's mess,
A lifetime of lifelines called and met with busy signals,
Pulling pistols at shadows creeping, keeping my thinking wishful,
Gripping a fat fist full of bullets waiting for my temples,
Pop em like pimples, simple the next victim is MonuMental.
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