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Eulogy

from The Path to Bedlam by Sublation

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With every word, I dig a little deeper
With each cut you feel closer to human
I stood holding the razor, that I watched you bury,
inside of your chest, there’s a grave

Rotted teeth shatter as veins ignite
Battered, withered, A husk remains of what you were
Cryptic abode aids in your lethargy
Spiral, down, you wade into oblivion

The glare on the surface is blinding
The air becomes hard to breathe
You lie in the dirt, Coprophagia
Comforted by each lamentation

Fallen child injecting light
Hunger, thirst, the only friends you’ve ever known
Breaking nails, hammer into ash
Bleeding, screaming, the shadows come to claim their own

With every word, I dig a little deeper
With each cut you feel closer to human
I stood holding the razor, that I watched you bury,
inside of your chest, there’s a grave

Nothing hurts as much as an unfulfilled hope
The water you tried to drown in still clings to my throat
This nihility, this wilful misanthropic disdain
A bloated corpse discharging what humanity remained

I can’t watch anymore
I won’t survive
You died so long ago
Nothing’s left inside

You want an audience
To bury you alive
You settle for the pills and rivers
To shut your eyes

Relentlessly yearning for death
Gears in the machine drive dead flesh
Automaton run wild
Madness, corrosion
Bleeding bile

The pallbearers hear your screams
Ignored
As the maggots fill your lungs
The flesh endures

Dirt blocks the bleeding sky
Infect
The withered rose is deflorate
Long may you rest

A pound of flesh to tip the scale
Your final pleas will not be heard
Farewell, a final judgment
I’ll bury you with these words

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from The Path to Bedlam, released September 13, 2022

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