Makiwara by Thrill Village Lyrics

Our hero, the jewel of hell greeted with wrath for falling in
The richest wretch in a favorless pit
Pitched from heaven’s plains, there’s no daylight in the dungeon
Drowned at dawn, I long to bask as an idiot in your blistering sun
Climb the ladder to a fury of fists, I exist to build your calluses
I need not trespass, to be sold to lakes of fire
Awe-inspiring coward, day-drunk on your prayers
I long to be faithless, beckoned into permanence, horrified happenstance
Ripped and hunted from the void conjurеd as your private joy
A love undying by cracking my ribs
A sacrament of scattеred limbs, pounding lungs with derelict hymns
“You’re fine”
And when I saw him face to face, my life was spared. Alone with the hand of god
A fate not fit for me to survive: this awful, fucked up afterlife
Mocked once again, I think I can laugh now
And when he smiles, if he smiles, will he smile down at me?
My agonized suspense is his delicacy