Tytuł: Death Blooms

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Cold seems crippling lame meander through corridors aroma's thick
  with age mark off the day reflections of my life are fading
  
  Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
  Feeble frail and rotting descending I'm lost in,
  A structure that's collapsing don't want it cast into,
  Maker take the body don't want it wants me
  
  Past has found its place salvation is no more will god accept my
  peace bleached will pardon me reflections of my life are fading
  Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
  Feeble frail and rotting descending I'm lost in,
  A structure that's collapsing don't want it cast into,
  Maker take the body don't want it wants me
  
  I just want to run fly kites wrestle jump and play
  Swim through waves that crash to shore memories in me
  cocooned in misery
  
  I'm sick and tired of embracing reflections of past time receive me
  or cast me away
  ...god please take me away
  resistance futile suicidal ideas I will crucify my own being satisfy
  selfish needs fuck the deities justify my own right to what's waiting
  for me
  
  On the other side the time has come lock and load I'm coming I'm
  coming I'm coming I'm coming home
  
  Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
  Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
  Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
  Feeble frail and rotting descending I'm lost in,
  A structure that's collapsing descending don't want it,
  Maker take the body don't want it wants me,
  Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
  Feeble frail and rotting descending I'm lost in,
  A structure that's collapsing descending don't want it,
  Maker take the body don't want it wants me
  
  I just want to run fly kites wrestle jump and play
  Swim through waves that crash to shore memories in me
  cocooned in misery
  The darkness overcomes soul soars to the other plain
  Existence past the door I sail through purgatory's bay
  
  I asked a god for poison cradle me sown to my dreams souls searching
  death blossoms where clouds lie over me held in god's hands death
  blooming
  
  Dark for fear of failure an inner gloom as wide as an eye and
  fermenting roiling hate death grip in my veins unveiling rancid
  petals flowering forth foul nectar the space between a blink and a
  tear
  ...death blooms.