Spinal Digestion Lyrics

Chemical Imbalances no longer depriving me 

Of reaching, attaining my inevitable goal 

Delayering your body, defleshing your skull 

Consuming, devouring your soul 



Each day I receive a taste, each day you slowly grow, pale sucking remnants of your flesh from beneath my fingernails 

Sharpening remnants of bone, carving weapons from spinal remains 



I can't wait to have you isolated to myself, 

legs spread open, starved, awaiting my, dick 

I can't wait to breathe and inhale the gargling scent of your jaw, dismantling throats muscles 

Teeth crushed beneath my saw 

You're a fucking whore who deserves 

Everything that awaits you 

Two days, one saw, your face