To See
pull back my flesh to see the scars of the rejected, to see the souls i've ingested. To see life
wither threw my eyes, to see my demise. To see what i see when my blood starts to clot, to
see what i've loved, and let rot. to see the light start to dim, to see my future is grim. To see
the blackness from, I smell the decay, and this river of blood, i'm floating away. To see flesh
torn from bone, to see the magotts form on you'r thrown. To see them take what you won't
give, to see them bag, but never forgive. to see the skin melt from your face, to smell the
decay my sweet embrace.
Copyright © Chris Wager | Year Posted 2009
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