Structural Decay
I see how you gorge the rotted flesh
Only leaving stale bones
For the suns eternal stare
See how the sun's purifying
You see nothing but putridity gushing pus
And you think we flourish
We sustain only from
A stagnant aspiration of hope
Then we learn it's already too late
The foul invigoration of an appetite
A gluttony
The wretched flesh
A feast of all beauty and the last supper of humanity
We sever the flesh to consume
A feral act of carnage
To quench an insatiable hunger
To gratify our afflicted guts
We reap to keep the meat tender to the feast
As beasts we endlessly devour
The bitter withered flesh
A repulsive obsession
An ancestral blighted justice
Assess how we surfeit decay
The yearning for this unceasing
An ambition of the pestilential flesh
Until the conclusion of corruption
Autor(es): Necrosis
