A Dying Art Lyrics

I discard the torment inhale stale air of disgust
I see your works as a disease I'll turn this cancer into dust
Uninspiring pieces, fallow and barren displays
I see a vision of a bleeding life pose writhe in front of me

Arms and legs dissolve into a collage of dismembered body parts
As tainted blood runs down the walls are closing in
Artistic murder frees me from this world again
This my dying art

Corridor of stillborn ways
Are filled with eyeless bodies yet again

When those bodies twist to an inhuman shape

Cannibals, counterfeits
Like maggots feeding on the wounds
Forging imitated works
I'll show you a work of art, I'll carve it from the dead

Strip the skin from their bones and then
Paint your world with their blood
I will break every bone in you
This is my dying art