END - CHEWING GLASS

Off the debut EP: From The Unforgiving Arms of God Out now: Good Fight Music Chewing Glass: Bastard reflection: I’d rather soak my eyes in bleach. Chewing on glass in place of alteration. I will leave behind no images of me. Fixation has it’s light aimed directly at the plague inside my mind and my sickness breeds in warmth. Bright enough to burn, the ashes provide shelter from the lacerations that go hand in hand with their cold stare. The world will inherit my grief. Exchanging hands; familiar epidemic. A sacrifice in the name of vanity. Beautiful without a pulse. And when my body is one with earth, the worms will feed on the flesh with no worldly prejudice. Don’t shed a tear for me. Don’t shed another fucking tear for me, I am undeserving. Bastard reflection: Tie me to gates of heaven with a rope long enough to reach hell and let them fight over who gets to enslave me. The punishment will fit me well. Do with me what you will, I’m no longer in control.