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THEY CONDEMNED ME FOR LIFE

INSIDE THIS MENTAL INSTITUTION

I'M IN PEACE WITH MYSELF

STARING TO MY ROOM'S WALLS

I DON'T LIKE TO TALK TOO MUCH

BUT WHEN I DO I SCARE THEM ALL

WITH MY FANTASIES AND DESIRES

COS' MY SOUL IS A BLACK HOLE

SOMETIMES I REMEMBER

THE STENCH OF MY ROOM

THE DRY SKIN ON MY BODY

THE SKULLBOWL WITH MY SOUP

HEARING THE CALL OF THE MOON

GETTING IN A DEAD-LIKE DAZE

EXCITED WITH DECAPITATION

AND MEATHOOKS PENETRATION

I'M LEAVING HERE SOON

MY MOTHER IS WAITING FOR ME

MY PLACE IS BESIDE HER

BURIED IN THE CEMETERY GROUND...