Decay - The foreigners gospel

Decay - The foreigners gospel

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I can offer no help, you've reached numb, treat scum
like courtship maybes as reruns if you meet one.
The foreigners gospel is one of believe or be gone,
the building i'm offered without elevation to leap from.
To sell your soul is great, you feel remorse no later,
than when you're well below the six, pushing forest acers.
I got no storage space for both, for now let's torch the paper,
and we'll go back to "never cold", at least we thought in april.
Scorch the nature is a boring trade, fornicate then torn away
while daughters praise the northern last day whore parade.
Who fought the prey, who made the cage you live your panic through?
Contorted safe and still the feline smell the rat in you.
Life end with a circumpunct,
but you can make a bargain when the merchant's drunk.
It's the well known odeur of hell moving closer,
your cellar is hosting custodian ogres.

Strapped down inside the psych ward,
you blind the right eyes then pry the right door.
Side to side hide, despise the white light,
Disguise your likewise from eyes of night time.
Malevolent forces and made up hells,
it's a slip'n'slide backwards and saviour selfs.
But you can save yourself, you can save yourself,
until the last spark of life can escape your health.

I can offer no me, no you blew your chance,
rebuild, forever locked in a Rubicks dance.
Pay the ferry, let's all follow the stream,
rock bottom is never really as below as it seems.
Choose your poison, choose your way to die,
it's never too late to start making you deranged inside.
Make your mind, or you will see a change in mine,
after which I'll do the same but through a strangers eyes.
Approach the pavement, spirits get shattered in fall,
we reap fruit from trees we didn't know that we planted at all.
A life eager to see you grow, it's stabbing you hard,
now, the scars inside you is a moat and a vanity wall.
Logic fail me and the cipher is close to control,
the broken mirrors in this house as opposed to a rope.
Cope with loneliness as on the snow adorned coast of my home,
neatly fold your soul or try to take on these ghosts on your own.

Strapped down..