victimhood from healthmetal by Sinopec

OH!
Broken glass is not a floor
And a wall of jealous hands won't do as a door
The whine (the one inside my head)
Won't let up

I reach for rotting meat
But it always seems to rise just out of reach
And light only arrives
When I want sleep

they give us these clipboards
With staff review forms
And I always put
"I belong here"

I look down to my feet
And see that they're scorched, melted from heat
I join trillions of screams as
Baphomet bleats

I look back at my hands
Bound, tied around
A firebrand
I howl
But fire growls
Louder here

They give us these clipboards
With inhuman porn
I always put
"I’m home here"

• Experimental
• cybergrind
• midi
• noise
• trip hop
• London