Calcium Marrow Memory
and I shall pay, for your impotent empty soul
slayed with a kitchen knife, no remorse
crushed into circuitry
run for your life
god will roll your dice
The diseases laughed and said, "your history is a whore
but it doesn't matter anyways because we're all waiting for
a final bouquet of cancer"
Whisper to the ground it answers with blood
their bones covered in a blanket of metal and asphault
only hope they don't get restless
Calcium.marrow.memory
Lacerations will devour facefirst the meat it is unfamiliar with
trapped inside a tunnel of lies
waiting for a fresh shipment.