Dysphoria - Math Teacher Seems To Be Epileptic (Mathf**core) lyrics

Why are these morbid sufferings and cadaverment dead? I`ll cast you down to be lost inside the walls We are the decades of those who dissolved in time Now I do feel a smell of the wretched veins Cadaver They are turned into god's leech And stay fine of the same poll Quench my first fall And I'll crucify crying and begging beings Love to silly d**h, no matter what they say Telling gossips for abomination and ma**acre Why is it all the same? We'll sell ourselves even in churches immediately Worshiping meat Eventually the gates of heather will forever embrace our life Forever and every time we look into the future We are now predecessors and future component Praying to the world of materialism Being into sin, in and in Like the signs telling yourself That your soul is far away We are still amidst the culture of damned Easily we drown Easily we were born indeed But god is going to failure our human breed Easily we were born dead Dressed like fallen angels which shall stay Buried as our dreams are feet and feet under Telling us: “You've k**ed yourself” Mad bygone god f**