Abortion Light by Merrimack Lyrics

For I have roamed too long in this kingdom of misery, in this limbo enlightened by gleams of flesh, at the core of passions too short, of feeble fevers embraced by dead bellies. For too long have I chosen the path of ichorous, sinner-child corruptions. Onanist without vigour, criminal without glory. As vermin, your hopes shift in your consciousness, invisible waste, idioms like worms twitching in your nerve endings. Does it gave you the feeling to exist? To you desire to be greater than the hypostasis of Earth's agony? Naturaliter ignotus! Evil remains moral. For there is no action, only gestures, and no crime, but shapeless facts. Hold the germs of lust in thy faded lungs, make it spoil, turn into gas and inoculate the flatulent uterus of your slovenly wives and wretched sisters. You shall become the inertial mas, the human coil which clots, radiates, metastases, sterilizes, a tumour with a human face, the loch which turns into the key. Light-eater at the ninth angle complexion, where time deflects and commits the insane reflection of the acephale in mirrors of grave industry. Murder to project the void into the cradle of matter, incest inflicted to cross out his own birth and shout to this world, “I'm not yours!”