Maledictions, paranoia scathes my skin, embrace my insanity, I can't feel anything, restless
Twitching tongues wrapped around my complex, it's like your septic breathe reaches every part of me
And now I can hear my heart ticks counting down the minutes, this gives my life new meaning, you'll find
Me at the heart of darkness feeding, it's here that ill bloom from blood, sipping on the dregs of soul, I
Just want to become whole, you think a conscience is here, you think i don't know that I'm f**ing ill
Well I have an antidote, and it lies at the heart of a grimoire, (cursed) anathema