A Whore D'oeuvre Macabre - Aborted

Serpentine, slithering

A gruelling sight so disturbing, disgusting

Perverse, self-absorbed

A gruelling night so distraught

A maniacal thought

Once torn from the womb, all sanity collapses

Hopelessly subdued to perenial torment

We all engorge on vanity — fueled by lust and greed

The vapid world around me — for I am Dante

Once torn from the womb, all sanity collapses

I am the herald of misery, insantiy

Enjoy your minute of fame

As your cranium caves

Enjoy your minute of fame

As your corpus bleeds

Nothing but waste and rot

Praise your selfie, praise the whore

With useless bullshit you are adorn

Praise your selfie, praise the whore

From guts and gore you are torn

An epitome of debauchery

Selfishness and sordid idolatry

Back to the filth from which you were born

Praise your selfie, praise the whore

From useless bullshit you’re torn

Where’s your fucking saviour?

Laid out on my cadaverous banquet

For all I see, Hell is empty and tall the devils are here

Gorework — a whore d’oeuvre macabre

Gorework — a framework bizzare

Gorework — a whore d’oeuvre macabre

Gorework — a framework bizzare

Once torn from the womb, all sanity collapses

Hopelessly subdued to perenial torment

Serpentine, slithering

A gruelling sight so disturbing, disgusting

Perverse, self absorbed

A gruelling night so distraught

A maniacal thought

Hell is empty and all the devils are here