Pain

Acrostichon

portraits; all over this wall

murdered morals taking my fall

velvet footsteps caressing the floor

listen carefully; i want to be shure



the pig is laughing; moments of doubt

addicted to hatred; forcing the pain



all these portraits remind me of the

water is burning; forcing away



slip into

the sin of living

has been forgiven

i ask for war

(but) i'm getting more

i don't understand



i suck the barrel

i lick the bullet

it removes my mind

to a faraway place

where there's still space

for my kind

the pig is laughing; moments of doubt

addicted to hatred; forcing the pain