Choirs of Sickness

This hateful stench exhales on dying breath One that dwells in disgust, the dark demeanor Self loathing a pensive disorder Death command, this bestial shape led to slaughter Hear the gallows manifest choirs of sickness Scars that sing around their necks singing sanguine rosaries These blades of impending death They butcher my soul The stench of blood sings upon my breath Symphony of the slaughterhouse Symphony of the slaughterhouse Our breathing barely lives where no one can behold When the words that you speak only blossom in the mold These blades of impending death They butcher my soul The stench of blood sings upon my breath Symphony of the slaughterhouse Symphony of the slaughterhouse Symphony of the slaughterhouse This hateful stench exhaling on dying breath One that dwells in disgust the dark These blades of impending death They butcher my soul The stench of blood sings upon my breath Symphony of the slaughterhouse Symphony of the slaughterhouse Symphony of the slaughterhouse These blades of impending death They butcher my soul The stench of blood sings upon my breath Symphony of the slaughterhouse

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025