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 ?!