Mar

this world has numbed my mind
theres nothing
that can
lead me to believe
everything i've gone to find
just likes to wind. more.
this is what were dieing for
the ability to know feeling
never found comfort in healing
the ailment, of pleasure in torment

scraping the mold off our inner visions
the carelessness of our decisions
the spirits swallowed and rejected
to wake up only to be infected
force your head to look up when looking back
No need to remind yourself of the fact
A marred life is no reason to waste it
a power so strong i can almost taste it
the ailment, of pleasure in torment

Tie me up but don't put me under
Whip cracks down my back like thunder
Knaw on my skin and tear away flesh
Cut me up burn me alive and thresh
Stare through my eyes to another plane
Tonight, I hope it's gonna rain
Salt
the ailment, of pleasure in torment

How can
You sleep
when You
don't want to
wake up

this world has numbed my mind
theres nothing
ive found
that i can believe
tell me how, do I feel
show me how, this is real
tell me how, to relate
show me now, seal my fate
the ailment, of pleasure in torment

How can
You dream
when Your
nightmares are
awake

Breathing never came so easy
Through the way which it pleases me
Coincide with the world's obscurity
Just like you have with insanity
Aim it at yourself
Or put it on the shelf
I would rather turn to dust
Than to think that this is a must
Take this. as a. sign of. our trust
the ailment
Though Ive known everyone lies
I still wonder whats under the disguise
This is where we get off
The pleasure in torment