Gutters of Pain by Merrimack Lyrics

I betrayed betrayal itself
As an embedded solution to cast away the global obscenity
Disgusting humans, only walls disguised in beasts, a sordid treachery
Nasty whores in the urge to split their bellies
With some cesarean waste summoned by dead semen

I collected infections, to remind me that I was sane
Wandering in the streets, filling in the alcoves of the post-urban semantic
A post-human narcotic !
My quivering carcass stuck in stratums of dope, lube and dеception
Redefining my drеam of autarky in the mud of promiscuity
Whenever I try to rise again, I wane into dregs, muck, and gospel of snorting

My soul? A scrotal bag, dragged in the gutters
With rags and tatters of spiritual exiled
With rags and tatters of spiritual exiled
Eternally alprazolaming Evil to fit it in tubes and intestines