Lunar Caustic

Nerveless tissue, no impulse, horridly it pressures the scull
Flowing out with thoughts through orbits
The shortest way
To cut aggravating rumble, to strangle pulsation
Till it crushes all
Invites the void
Invites the silence
Proud flesh
Tear it all out, tear it now, tear before it’s too late
Proud flesh
Don’t let it grow, don’t let go, never let it steam
Proud flesh
Scratch out with nails, scratch it all, let it bleed away
Proud flesh
Throw it away, watch it die, before it starts to live
Rampant thoughts intertwine
Too many pullulated
No turning back
All said and done
Hide in the corner and punch the empty space
It is so warm, I feel tranquility
It feels so warm, I feel tranquility
May have all been just a bad dream
May have all been a hallucination
Maybe I just forgot the bitter taste
No…
Don’t you save me