In Countenance Of Sin

Painful glowing metal scorches deep my scarred neck – i won’t cry
Pain abducts my mind and my view turns into black – i won’t die
No blood left in my veins the floor turns red – clench my fist
I suffer for my fate and i do not regret – i resist

I live on starvation, my bones rather thin – go down the drain
My muscles are twitching, perspiration on my skin – need this pain

Chorus:
Life – is not how it seems
I will die – as soon as i get my
Salvation

Agonies of torment make salvation come so near – my divinity
Face to face with death i stand upon my fear – priority
Hundreds of small needles adorn my slender head – i’m the gleam
It is not obscene to have a cuddle with the dead – in your dreams

My own remorse is self mutilation – i intend
This is my opinion to suffer for purgation – initiate my end

Chorus

I need no prayer for my funeral oration – i advice
The sight of my corpse averts my damnation – stigmatize
Torment, over pain to peace – my entity
By carnal agonies i reach my release – is sanctity

Life – in counteance of sin
Remorse for my salvation

Reasons for my behavior are not inconsistent – ash is grey
Decay of my purity that’s what i want to prevent – never go astray

Chorus