Discipline I Found To Be A Distinguished Pathogen,
To Tear Me From The Inside Of My Abdomen.
A Disease Spreading Nicely,
Like Continuous Knives Stabbing Concisely.
A Monotone Tune,
A Lullaby Protruding Cocoon.
But Inside Of It, No Butterfly, But Moth
A Malignant Cough Leading To Blood-Engulfed Cloth.
And If To Taste That Pain Required,
Is To Avoid That Which Transpired,
To Turn A Blind Eye Upon The Culprits,
And Hope That There Are No Further Splits,
Would Be To Enter Your Room, The Abyss.
I Will Return Once I've Found Them,
To Fight Through Fire And Mayhem,
Keep On Coughing Red Phlegm,
Get Ready To Condemn.
Inside This Room, Asylum
Not White, Just Noise, Smiling.
Three Floors, One Room, More Corners,
Fire Inside Warmer.
The Child, The Soul, Condemned,
We Will Be Together Until The End.
To Tear Me From The Inside Of My Abdomen.
A Disease Spreading Nicely,
Like Continuous Knives Stabbing Concisely.
A Monotone Tune,
A Lullaby Protruding Cocoon.
But Inside Of It, No Butterfly, But Moth
A Malignant Cough Leading To Blood-Engulfed Cloth.
And If To Taste That Pain Required,
Is To Avoid That Which Transpired,
To Turn A Blind Eye Upon The Culprits,
And Hope That There Are No Further Splits,
Would Be To Enter Your Room, The Abyss.
I Will Return Once I've Found Them,
To Fight Through Fire And Mayhem,
Keep On Coughing Red Phlegm,
Get Ready To Condemn.
Inside This Room, Asylum
Not White, Just Noise, Smiling.
Three Floors, One Room, More Corners,
Fire Inside Warmer.
The Child, The Soul, Condemned,
We Will Be Together Until The End.
