Divided we stand 

Knucklescraping pain 

Unlocked and insecure 

To be all open wounds 



Down there I see you 

No no, further 

Feebly twinkling 

Stellar filth 

Redeemers wacked up like suicide 



I'm out of my cage 

no time for scars now (I'm being fed) 

Brigades of contempt 

Maximus Lord of Lies 



Curling up 

for (the) ironic residue 

Feebly twinkling 

Stellar filth 



How many hasn't cursed the wall ... 

How many hasn't cursed the wall ?!