Infinite Waste by Idlegod Lyrics

Dead Spring let me be
My nerves are coiled
Around my flesh
Cutting in deep

Spread wings of disease
Only ones loyal
Hypochondriac, hypochondria

You were the one, Queen of the afterbirths
I never really had a choice, was just your animal

Four years counting days
Tainted and soiled
Self-pity King, integrity lost

You sing Misery
Won through betrayal
Severed myself

If I could I'd tear out my heart
Poison my mind