bodily harm

Thoughts of violent self-mutilation

Break to shards my concentration

Only cure’s inebriation

Can’t describe the consternation

I am nationless and barbarous

Nails driven through my esophagus

What exactly do you call this shit?

Preposterous, I’m hostile and I want this shit

My hate for life is awesome in its magnitude

Nice fingers, I might cut off a few

Tear the flesh, rip the nerve, spill some blood too

Gouge my eyes with a broken spoon

Break my body, drink my pain

I’m insane, smash my skull and smear the brain

Bend my elbow the wrong way, hear the joint break

Pluck the nails, stick them in my sockets, that’s a sharp gaze

In the wrong way, on the wrong day, with the wrong mane

Marked for torture, you would think I’m Cain

Flood my body with molten metal

This sock puppet’s dancing with the devil

Burnt orifice looking quite disheveled

Flaming flesh cast away reveals a twisted figure

Another dish for God’s dinner

A memory of a broken soul trapped in broken body