Photo of the artist Silencer

Upon The High Horse Of Selfdestruction


Upon the high horse of self destruction
Wounded for life of course
Listen to the voice of pain
As the body screams: Torsion!

Determined to dive
Into the next wave
Of pulsating blood
The fire of life
No longer burns my flesh
I receive death
With eyes open
I have swallowed the key
Throw my bones to the pigs

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